Third Person pov :
Hundreds of miles away from the brewing storm at the Royal Academy of Creatures, the Silver Moon Estate was immersed in a profound, unbroken peace.
High above the illuminated courtyards, Aria stood alone by the freezing glass railing.
The biting, sub-zero winter wind whipped her long, icy white hair fiercely around her shoulders, but she did not shiver. The cold had never bothered the White Wolf. In fact, it grounded her.
She rested her hands on the frosty railing, looking out over the endless expanse of her kingdom. Far below, the city lights of the human and supernatural territories twinkled like a sea of fallen stars—a modern empire that her family controlled flawlessly from the shadows.
Aria let out a soft, breathless laugh, the sound carrying away on t
