The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 426 - 426: A perfect peace.

Epilogue

Lyla

A year later

I wandered through the hallways of the White Moon pack house, searching for Ramsey.

The afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows, casting everything in that golden light that made even the most ordinary moments feel magical.

The soft murmur of voices led me to the nursery, and I paused at the partially open door to peek inside. What I saw made my heart swell with such overwhelming love that I had to press my hand to my chest to contain it.

Ramsey was stretched out in the oversized rocking chair we'd specially ordered, his shirt unbuttoned, with tiny Charmaine sleeping peacefully against his chest, her red-blonde curls catching the afternoon light.

In the matching chair beside him, Lenny held little Calen with the same gentle care, his brown hair so much like my own fanned across Lenny's broad chest as he dozed.

Both men were speaking in hushed tones about pack security protocols, but their voices carried the soft cadence people naturally adopted around sleeping babies. It was such a perfectly domestic scene that I couldn't bear to interrupt it.

I smiled and quietly closed the door, leaning against the wall in the hallway as a wave of gratitude washed over me.

One year. Twelve months since that nightmare had ended, since we'd won our freedom at a cost I still couldn't quite remember but felt in the hollow spaces of my heart. A year of peace so profound it sometimes felt like a dream I might wake up from.

Life had settled into my routine as a Luna Leader, a mum, a lover and of course a best friend. Those dark months when danger lurked around every corner were a memory I wish I could erase forever.

Notwithstanding, our world had found its balance again, stronger perhaps for having faced its greatest threat and survived.

Clarissa had grown into her role as Alpha with a grace and authority that would have made our father proud. The southern packs followed her leadership without question now, and her influence had spread far beyond our regional boundaries. She'd implemented new policies for inter-pack cooperation, established trade agreements that benefited everyone, and created a council system that gave smaller packs a voice in larger decisions.

And then there was her relationship with Lenny – something that had surprised everyone except perhaps the two of them.

They'd fallen head over heels for each other to the point that it was impossible to believe until you catch them on a random afternoon making love to each other with reckless abandon.

think their arrangement is cute, too. Neither wanted marriage, but both treasured their independence, yet they were devoted to each other in a way

that Clarissa was currently five months pregnant with Lenny's child was just the beautiful irony of fate. Lenny, who had sworn off serious commitment and declared he'd never father

started construction on a nursery at White Moon since Rissa had agreed she

whether Lenny would move over to Blue Ridge, no one knows, but they seem to make it

last week, her hand resting on her growing belly. "But we love each other more. Marriage is just a piece of paper. What

way Lenny's entire face transformed when Clarissa walked into a

also found a balance. After the destruction of Xander's legacy, the various

still maintained necessary diplomatic and economic connections – but there was a conscious decision to preserve our own cultures and values rather than constantly adapting to

White Mountain Region since it was the home of the Lycan

facilities that served all species, rather than operating in secret. Kyren, of course, retained his position as Hollow Kin leader and

brought me to perhaps the most entertaining development of the past year – watching Kyren fall completely, hopelessly in love

Circe had thrown herself into working with the Hollow Kin. Her magical abilities and intelligence from her

was her quick wit and refusal to be

could see what was coming

predict enemy movements three steps ahead was blind to his own romantic feelings. He

finding excuses to touch his arm when she talked, all while pretending not to notice the way he stared at

predicted during her last visit. "The poor man is so gone for her that he's started asking around for advice

the hallway. Luna Vanessa had retired to the Moon Temple, raising her son there and occasionally appearing during

Temple is so much better and peaceful," she'd confided to me the last time

relax a lot of the

their parents and erasing their birth details had stopped. Children were now allowed to reach a certain age first before deciding whether they

of my mother, who was a High Priestess too; she said her name was Miriam, but I couldn't remember. There were no

visit the temple and walk past her statue, a profound grief would

a lifetime of wandering. Ramsey and I had settled into married life with an ease that sometimes surprised

focused more on taking care of our world and putting us first, and he

I wasn't carrying twin boys. One was a girl, whom we named Charmaine,

into our lives that it sometimes felt selfish to be this happy. Charmaine, at only a few months old, was bold and curious, always reaching for things she shouldn't touch, always trying to escape her

was quieter, more observant, but with a stubborn streak

and growing so fast that I sometimes felt like I was trying to hold onto smoke. Each day brought discoveries, new milestones, and new reasons to marvel at the miracle of their