Chapter 79 Pack Of The Future Ii

• ‎The sun had begun its slow descent, painting the skies in shades of gold and coral, but the party at Red Crow was nowhere near winding down.
• ‎Children ran in packs like little warriors on sugar highs, parents trailed after them wearily or let them run wild—depending on their patience levels.
• ‎“Jasper Frost Peterson, you stop right there!” Lia’s voice rang out as a blur of blonde energy darted past the tables.