Epilogue RYDER One year later I stood proudly outside the new distillery. I looked up at the sign with a smile, watching as pack members rolled a few empty barrels inside. "Ready?" Adara asked as she walked up to me. "Ready," I smiled, placing a hand on the small of her back. We walked inside as the pack gathered. We walked up to the middle of the staircase and I looked out over the crowd with pride. "Black Trail Pack, we have come a long way the last year. Through trials and struggles and almost a war, we made it out. We stand here today at the grand opening of Black Trail Whiskey. You have all worked hard over the last year and I am proud of what we have accomplished." I motioned to a couple of workers who tapped a barrel, "This is the first barrel we ever made, and I feel it's onl
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