The warmth of the pack house was a welcome change from the cold, dark forest. Susan let out a sigh of relief as she walked through the door, her body aching from the long journey. The familiar smells of wood, food, and the crackling fire made her feel safe, but her mind was still spinning with worry.
James followed close behind her, his eyes still scanning the room, always alert. Even though they had made it back safely, he didn’t seem to relax fully. He was always thinking ahead, always watching for danger.
Inside the house, several members of the pack sat around the fire, talking quietly. They looked up when Susan and James entered, their faces showing both relief and curiosity. They had been waiting for news about the temple, about the journey Susan and James had taken.
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