Chapter 62

 A Legacy Rebuilt

Crescent Moon Pack flourished under Alex's guidance. The scars of past turmoil were healing, not just in the physical spaces that had been damaged but also in the hearts of the pack members. The air carried a renewed energy, vibrant and full of hope, a stark contrast to the oppressive gloom that had lingered during Richard's reign.

Alex stood on the balcony of the packhouse one morning, the early sunlight painting the forest with hues of gold. From this vantage point, he could see the busy movement of the pack below. Wolves trained in the clearing, children played near the cottages, and the elders sat in the communal circle, their laughter mingling with the crisp morning air. This was the Crescent Moon he had always envisioned—a pack thriving in harmony and strength.