The early morning sun filtered through the trees, casting a soft golden light across the ground. She turned to find Dimitri beside her, already awake and watching her with a quiet intensity that made her heart jump into her throat.
"Good morning, my Luna," he said, his voice all low and warm.
"Morning, my Alpha," she said, the weight of recent battles falling away, if only for a little while.
They sat in comfortable silence together, taking in the serenity that had become so rare in their lives.
Amelia closed her eyes, the peace washing over her.
She felt Dimitri's hand find hers, and she let herself relax into him.
"You know," he said reflectively, "moments like this… they remind me why we're fighting. It's not for power, or territory, it's for peace. For this."
His words settled
