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Alana POV

As the council members filed out of the grand hall, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Their voices gradually faded into the distance as they whispered among themselves.

For over sixteen years, I led the Oceanic Pack as their leader. I faced countless challenges and threats from the resistance. Many submitted to my leadership as the Luna, but others rejected me. They called me names, claiming that I was unfit to fill the shoes of their last Alpha. To them, I was a stranger, a nobody in their midst. However, that didn’t stop me from filling the position.

But now it was time to let go and entrust the leadership to my two sons, Cameron and Chase. They had turned eighteen a few days ago, but they had not yet found their mates—a rare occurrence among werewolves.

The council had urged me to arrange a mating ceremony for them so they could select suitable partners from the young she-wolves who had just come of age and also without mates.

Although they meant well, I resented their