Chapter 31 Blood, Bonds, And The Forgotten Rituals Of The Old Ways"

• What Lena encountered as they stepped into the northern wing of the Shadow Fang Pack was far beyond what she had expected. She had underestimated him — greatly.
• The place was vibrant, almost bustling with life. It mirrored the lively markets of the human world, where merchants called out their wares, eager voices mingled in conversation, and stalls lined the streets, brimming with goods — from richly woven fabrics to fragrant herbs and rare trinkets.
• The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, blending with the faint aroma of burning incense.