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Chapter 20 - Beneath the Hundred and Second Moon

The one hundred and second full moon rose over a peaceful, united world.

The training grounds of the Ashwood Pack were filled not with the sounds of bullying and humiliation, but with laughter, training between equals, and the quiet hum of an unbreakable community. There were no weak or strong here; there were only survivors who had learned the true meaning of power.

Vera stood on the stone balcony of the main hall, her dark hair resting gently against her shoulders, the faint silver starlight pulsing softly beneath her skin.

Dante stepped up beside her, wrapping his arms gently around her waist, pulling her close against his chest.

"Think anyone else is going to try to challenge the throne?" Dante asked with a quiet, amused smile.

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Vera looked up into his warm amber eyes, a genuine, radiant smile touching her lips for the first time in her life.

"Let them try," Vera whispered, leaning her head against his shoulder as the silver moonlight washed over them both. "We have plenty of room in the basement."

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