Caitlyn's POV

For the first time in months, the world was quiet. There were no whispers of the Prime Wolf, no prophecies hanging over us, no battles to fight. The moon glowed silver, not red. The night felt like it had finally exhaled, and I couldn’t help but let myself breathe in the peace.

I woke slowly, lazily entangled in Raymond’s arms. There were no nightmares, no rushing thoughts of a future I couldn’t control. There was only warmth, the softness of his skin against mine, and the quiet, peaceful rhythm of our breathing.

I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this calm. It had been a long time...