Aria’s POV…..

The dawn arrives slowly, as if the world itself wants to savor this day.

I wake before the bells ring, before the palace stirs, before the pack gathers beneath the great silver banners. Caelum is already awake in my arms, his dark eyes following the shifting light that spills through the windows. He makes a soft sound—curious, thoughtful, far too wise for someone so small.

Today, the world will know his name.

Today, my son will be dedicated to the Moon ...