Chapter 95 Unveiled - Part I

• Ezio pressed his little hands against the car window, his wide eyes filled with anticipation. This was his first visit to the pack where his father had spent his formative years, and where my own heart had been shattered and mended. As we approached the familiar entrance gate, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and apprehension. The gate swung open with a creak, allowing us passage into the pack's territory.
• The narrow road stretched out before us, flanked by towering trees that whispered secrets to the night breeze. The moon hung high in the sky, casting its ethereal glow over the landscape. Fireflies danced and twinkled, adding their magical light to the scene. The familiar path led us deeper into the heart of the pack, each passing milestone triggering memories of the past.
• As we neared the packhouse, a sense of nostalgia washed over me. The pack had grown and flourished in the years I had been away. The once-sparse surroundings now teemed with life, with new houses dotting the landscape. It was a testament to the resilience and progress of the pack, a sign of the changes that had taken place in my absence.