Chapter 10 - Reign of the White Wolf (HEA)
Spring finally arrived in the northern territories, melting the heavy winter snow and replacing it with vibrant fields of mountain wildflowers that stretched as far as the eye could see. Blackwood Keep was bathed in golden sunlight, filled with music, laughter, and celebration.
The grand courtyard was decorated with white silk banners bearing the emblem of the silver crescent moon and the crown. Lords and ladies from every pack across the continent had gathered for the royal wedding of Alpha King Alexander Cole and Queen Grace Miller.
Grace stood before the grand mirror in her royal chambers, adjusting the diamond-threaded veil that cascaded over her white silk gown. Her mother’s worn brown cloak hung neatly inside the wardrobe—a cherished reminder of where her journey had begun.
The door opened quietly, and Alexander stepped in. He wore his ceremonial white and gold king's tunic, his silver hair neatly brushed, his golden eyes shining with adoration. He stopped in his tracks, utterly breathless at the sight of her.
"You take my breath away," Alexander whispered, closing the distance between them and gently taking her hands in his. "Every single day."
"You saved me from the snow, Alexander," Grace smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears of joy. "You gave me a home, a family, and a crown."
"I merely recognized royalty when I saw it," he replied, kissing her knuckles softly.
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Outside on the balcony, five magnificent white dire wolves let out a joyful, echoing howl into the bright spring sky, signaling to the entire realm that their alpha and queen were united at last.
Hand in hand, Alexander and Grace walked out onto the grand balcony to face cheering crowds of thousands. They had survived the bitterest winter, defeated corrupt tyrants, and uncovered a legendary legacy. As Alexander pulled Grace into a passionate, public embrace under the warm spring sun, they knew their reign would be one of eternal peace, unbreakable loyalty, and everlasting love.
