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Chapter 10 - Forever Under the Moon

Later that evening, far away from the cheering crowds and the glittering banquets, Ara stood on the private balcony of the highest tower, looking out over the vast, peaceful expanse of her territory.

The cool night breeze swept through her hair, carrying the sweet scent of pine and blooming mountain flowers.

Warm arms slid around her waist from behind, and a familiar chin rested gently on her shoulder.

"Penny for your thoughts, My Queen," Kieran murmured, pressing a soft kiss against her neck.

Ara leaned back against his chest, smiling as she looked up at the massive, glowing full moon hanging low in the velvet sky. "I was just thinking about my shoes."

Kieran chuckled, a rich, warm sound that vibrated through her entire body. "Your shoes?"

"The ones I was wearing the day I sat on the throne," Ara turned around in his embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck. "They were completely ruined. Blistered my feet, hurt like hell, and I thought my life was over."

Kieran smiled, his silver-flecked eyes shining with adoration. "And to think—if your feet hadn't hurt that day, you never would have sat down."

"Maybe fate has a funny way of finding us," Ara whispered softly.

"Not fate," Kieran corrected her, leaning in close. "The Goddess."

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He captured her lips in a tender, passionate kiss that tasted of eternity and peace. Down below, the lights of the great pack manor burned brightly, casting a warm glow across a united kingdom. The darkness of the past was gone, washed away by starlight and blood. And as they stood together beneath the silver moon, Ara knew she had finally found home.

THE END.

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