*Weeks Later*

*Damon*

We all stand on the deck as we approach the Green Mountain docks. It’s quite a sight to take in the hundreds of vessels in anchorage offshore so they can take turns at the docks. Ours has priority with the Alpha King and soon-to-be other Alpha Kings and Luna Queen aboard, so we head straight in.

I can see as we disembark that the castle has sent the royal escort, and thankfully the main car is large enough for all four of us.

“It’s strange, being on land after being at sea for so long,” Trisha muses. “I felt this last time. I think I’d rather fly...