One year later
Carter stood on the front porch of the newly rebuilt pack house, watching all the people sitting in the front yard. She sat in a white rocking chair, watching two teenagers walk hand in hand past her. The girl had a bright smile all for the boy with the red eyes next to her. The girl leaned over and gave her mate a soft kiss, then grinned as his eyes slowly turned to green. They both hugged and Carter grinned, watching a group of little kids, some with red eyes, some with normal, play tag around the trees near the woods. Her smile grew.
It had been a year but it didn't feel so long. It felt like only yesterday that Mia died and the war ended, once and for all. Relief and happiness had made it easy to convince pack members to allow rogues from Mia's army to join. At f
