Epilogue: ( moons later)

Dana knelt down before the weathered stone. Her glossy eyes lingered on the inscription on the tomb: The great Alpha of Silvercrest Pack,Your Memory lives on.

“ You left me with your seed in this world, he is grown now,” She chuckled and ruffled her hand in his hair.

Her young pup coo.

A tear slipped through the corners of her eye,“ I have missed you so much, your scent, your touch, everything,” she sniffled.

Her young pup babbled and wrapped his hands on her neck as if trying to console her.

“ Our pup is here,” Dana smiles softly.

“ He is growing so fast...