It had been five years since Dmitry's death, but for Emily, it felt like yesterday. The pain never faded, but she had learned to live with it, to channel her love for him into something positive.

As the new Alpha of the rogue pack that Dmitry had led, Emily had vowed to continue his legacy. She knew she had big shoes to fill, but she was determined to lead the pack to a better future, just as he had done.

As she stood before the pack, addressing them at their annual gathering, Emily felt a surge of emotion. She looked out over the sea of familiar faces, and though there...