The first light of dawn filtered through the cracks in the wooden shutters of Alex and Sara's temporary quarters. The room was filled with the soft glow of morning, a welcome change from the harsh reality of battle that had dominated their lives for so long. Alex stirred, the exhaustion of the past days weighing heavily on him. He glanced over at Sara, who was still asleep beside him, her face relaxed in peaceful slumber.
Alex sat up, his mind racing through the events of the past few weeks. The final battle against The Shadow had been a grueling test of endurance and strength, but it had ultimately led to their victory. The packs were safe, and the immediate threat had been vanquished. Yet, the enormity of what lay ahead—the task of rebuilding, healing, and leading—loomed before him.
