NOAH'S POV

Three months had passed since the ceremony at the Heart of Magic. The Shadow Master was gone, his power broken when the magical races united under the Bridge Children's call. But I still felt restless.

I stood at the edge of the Hidden Valley, looking toward the mountains that separated us from my old territory. Every day, I thought about my pack - the wolves I had left behind when we fled to protect Gabriel.

"You're thinking about going back, aren't you?" Daisy said softly, walking up beside me with Gabriel in her arms.

I nodded. "They're my responsibility. I left them when they needed me most."

Gabriel...