DAISY'S POV

Eighteen years later

I stood on the balcony of our new pack house, watching the sun rise over our territory. It was hard to believe that eighteen years had passed since that terrifying night when we fled to the Hidden Valley.

So much had changed since then.

Noah and I had returned to our combined packs five years ago, bringing with us new knowledge and magical protections that Luna had taught us. We had built the strongest pack in the region, with both werewolves and witches living together peacefully.

Our pack now owned three successful companies: a security firm, a healing center, and a magical artifacts business. We...