Chapter 74 Finally Free

• Luke’s pov
• The guard led me away, and as I stepped into the pack house, I was welcomed with warmth and the comforting scent of home. The scent of fresh pine and burning wood filled the air, a stark contrast to the damp, musty dungeon cell.
• The packhouse wasn't a crumbling, gothic mansion; it was a sleek, modern house nestled amidst a grove of ancient oak trees. I noticed the trees when we arrived yesterday. The exterior was a blend of steel and glass, reflecting the moonlight like a thousand shattered mirrors. Inside, the minimalist aesthetic was punctuated by unexpected touches of the past.