His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Epilogue 

Azalea POV 

One Month Later 

We salvaged whatever we could. The thought of rebuilding led to the inevitable truth, a place that had become but a distant memory would now be our home, where we would rebuild our lives and our kingdom. Days we spent sifting through what was left of the castle. I felt a little guilty that I had destroyed the place but as Kyson told me, home is with our people not in a physical place. 

However, sifting through the wreckage that we once called home, we managed to save a few precious things. Though how they survived was beyond me.

A few of Kyson’s treasured books and Clarice‘s favorite egg flip survived too. Oh and let’s not forget that dreaded apron Liam loved, the one that smelt as bad as it looked. 

And of all the things to survive, I kinda hoped that wasn‘t one of them. But sure enough, it did, and his face lit up like a kid on Christmas when he showed me. I had a funny feeling his idea of a fabulous Christmas present involved blood and gore. And maybe more aprons.

Along with the knick knacks was my father‘s sword, the other was a jewelry box my mother gave me when I was a baby. However, with finding that precious jewelry box we learned it wasn‘t just a jewelry box, and the silver ballerina that twirled on top was in fact a key that unlocked a false bottom, hiding the real gift. Inside, what perceived as just an oversized pendant, was in fact the Azure Talisman which resembled an oversized Moon stone. Only when held up to light could you see the Azure crest of vines within its crystalline depths. 

I learned from Cedric that it was a broken piece of the sword and was used to create Lycan Bloodlines. The stone represented my mothers‘ gifts and the sword my father‘s. Brought together they represented a sort of yin and yang, a constant balance, and created infinite power, yet in separate hands they kept peace. One never over taking the other, truth in the face of deceit and manipulation, love in the place of hate and war. 

Cedric told me my father searched for the Talisman but it was rumored as myth and legend. Yet my father believed that it was with my mother and he was right. And all along it sat in a jewelry box right beneath his nose. 

It showed how far my father‘s greed went, that he would give her an ultimatum. That she would either hand it over or he would force her to marry him, believing he could gain the advantage of her power through my birth. It also showed how much she was willing to sacrifice to ensure it did not fall into his hands she instead sacrificed herself just to keep the peace. But the most precious thing salvaged of all, was our lives and the lives of those we thought lost to us forever.

Damian managed to find Tandi‘s daughter, she was with Alpha Brock‘s mother the entire time, nothing beat the look on her face when Damian came through for her. He was determined to either bring their daughter home or get vengeance for her, though he kind of took care of both. Alpha Brock didn‘t want to hand her back or give up her whereabouts, it was Alpha Dean who did and Alpha Brock barely escaped with his life, though I had no doubt he wanted to kill him. Paige was safe and well and returned to her mother. Tandi had her family now with Damian. Abbie had Gannon and Tyson and for once we could all breathe, and we were happy.

when we have known none. So as I looked up at the huge iron gates of what was once the Landeena Kingdom, t knew we were finally home. A fresh start. But the first thing to go would be the Landeena crest, it would be replaced with the Valkyrie one. Home for so long was some made up sentiment, embedded in us

thing but within all of us. Home was with those we loved. So I knew we would eventually find happiness here in this place that

I was indeed excited to

his hands slide up and over my stomach, a growing bump that holds our future. “What’s wrong?” Kyson asks as

I watch the Landeena guards race around and secure

where is that

over my shoulder at him. He brushes his nose

wherever you are,” he murmurs, brushing his lips gently against mine briefly before the cars start pulling into the circular pebble driveway. This place reminded me of Marrissa. I had hardly any memories of this place, but for some reason it felt like

remember as my mother, was villainized for her betrayal yet she was betrayed by everyone, including her mate. She raised me, loved me and paid the ultimate sacrifice of her life to ensure one day I could come

mother. Always be the reason I was standing here and righting the wrongs of my father, righting the wrongs that were bestowed on our people. The Landeena‘s

would do better and restore the Royal names, yet I would never take theirs again. Those names instilled fear, ruined honor and forged a path of destruction. Praised for the wrong reasons, loyalty given to them blindly not earned. Those two names were blessed and cursed and were no

place we shall now call home Abbie moves toward me, bumping her shoulder against mine. I smile looking over at her, Tyson on

as what was left of our people moved in. Reaching the top Cedric is waiting by the door with Trey, the blessed sword that belonged to my father in his hand. I couldn‘t imagine what it must be like for them being back here, yet

his hand. I place mine in his only for him to turn me around to face the courtyard, to see the hundreds of faces of what‘s left of mine and Kyson‘s people, what‘s left of the fallen Kingdoms staring back at

our allegiance to Kyson Keller Valkyrie, Emperor of Lycania and the Emperor of Valkyrie and Azalea Ivy Rose Valkyrie, Empress of Lycania, and the Empress of Valkyrie, the true heir and Empress of the Kingdoms. I bleed for Valkyrie, I fight for Valkyrie, I die for Valkyrie. We are

with it. And if this Kingdom falls, we too shall

new place as home. I turned to Cedric and retrieved my

warm in my

now and forever more, Azalea Ivy-Rose Valkyrie, Empress of the Lycania and this is now our