The palace, typically a place of tranquility and solemnity, was now alive with a palpable sense of excitement. The Alpha Prince had discovered his mates.

"Son," Luna Amora called out, drawing Morace into a warm embrace.

"Come here," she instructed, beckoning Atlas and Ziven.

"Your mothers are currently unavailable. Where are my princesses?" she inquired, scanning the surroundings.

"Mother," Thora and Rowan exclaimed in unison as they rushed into her embrace.

"And you two," she said, turning to Lyra and Elsa, "must be the lovely mates and future Lunas of the Snow Pack," she beamed.

"Yes, your highness," they replied, bowing respectfully.

"Please, call me mother," she said with a...