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Chapter 10 - THE DAWN OF ITHINAR

Three weeks later, the grand courtyard of Ithinar was bathed in the golden light of a summer dawn. The rebellion was nothing more than a bad memory; Vesper and Mard sat in the deep obsidian cells, while the northern houses had sent pledges of absolute loyalty to the new regime.

Today was the Coronation.

In the center of the great hall, standing before hundreds of kneeling wolves and human delegates from the Low Field, Alpha King Aldric placed a magnificent crown of silver and gold upon Senna’s head.

She wore no traditional flowing gown of a submissive mate; instead, she wore polished leather armor inlaid with gold thread, her back straight, her head held high.

When Aldric stepped forward to claim his traditional coronation kiss, the entire hall erupted into deafening cheers as the golden marks on both their wrists glowed brightly, sealing a reign that would change the pack forever.

Senna of the Low Field had entered Ithinar as an expendable clerk sent to die.

She left as the undisputed Luna of the North—proving to every wolf, king, and skeptic that true strength was never about fangs or claws, but an unyielding, unbreakable will to stand.

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And as Aldric pulled her close, whispering words of eternal devotion against her hair, they both knew that no matter what storms lay ahead, they would face them together.

The End.

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