NARRATOR

Lavinia, unconscious in Elliot’s arms, now in his human form, and Katherine, also clinging to the werewolf’s chest—both kneeling.

Wounded and beyond exhaustion, but alive. Very much alive.

Under the rain, Katherine met her man's blue eyes, and they melted into a desperate embrace, before she showered frantic kisses on their daughter’s forehead.

That’s when she noticed the pendant resting against the child’s chest. They had a rough idea now—this was magic. Lavinia’s magic had saved them