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.

marriage, but both treasured their independence, yet

just the beautiful irony of fate. Lenny, who had sworn off serious commitment

at White Moon since Rissa had agreed she would raise the child at White Moon for

Ridge, no one knows, but

her hand resting on her growing belly. "But we love each other more. Marriage is

each other, the way Lenny's entire face transformed when Clarissa walked into a room, the way she unconsciously sought him out in any

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

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

operations to White Mountain Region since it

that served all species, rather than operating in secret. Kyren, of

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

rescued her from her captors and she'd healed from her ordeal, Circe had thrown herself into working with the Hollow Kin. Her magical

her quick wit and refusal to be intimidated by Kyren's reputation that

was

man who could read minds and predict enemy movements three steps ahead was blind to his own

part, seemed to find his obliviousness charming. She'd taken to wearing increasingly beautiful dresses to their meetings and finding excuses to touch his arm when she talked, all while pretending not to notice the way he stared

her last visit. "The poor man is so

pushed away from the wall and continued down the hallway. Luna Vanessa had retired to the Moon Temple, raising her

much better and peaceful," she'd confided to me the last time we

seeking to relax a lot of the

Children were now

Mother Jemima, it had all been the idea of my mother, who was a High Priestess too; she

walk past her

of wandering. Ramsey and I had settled into married life with an ease that sometimes surprised me. There was no drama or grand romantic declarations, just the contentment of

and

that I wasn't carrying twin boys. One was a girl, whom we named Charmaine, and the other was a boy,

this happy. Charmaine, at only a few months old, was bold

stubborn streak that reminded me of Nathan

happy 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