LOUIS POV
"Peace at last," I whispered to myself, the words barely audible against the gentle breeze swirling around me. Standing at the peak of Sith Mountain, I gazed out over the lands below—the sprawling expanse of Sith Castle, the vast forest stretching into the horizon, and the distant silhouette of Elisera. The view was breathtaking, but it was the calmness that enveloped me that truly took my breath away. I had never felt such tranquility in my life.
Memories flooded my mind, each one a reminder of the struggles we had faced. I thought back to the battles fought, the tears shed, and the unwavering determination of my family. My grandchildren—Niko, Silas, Talon, and their mate, Cedric—had been at the forefront of the fight against the devourer of the mountain. They had stood together, fearless and resolute, and with the support of my brother Kieran and his mates—Emmet, Maxwell, General Cecile, and Daeva—they had achieved the impossible.
