The next morning, I rose early and took a stroll through the pack grounds. It was delightful to bask in the morning dew as I recalled scenes from my childhood, nostalgic memories that made up the foundation of my life. From the moment I stepped back into the Lunaris Pack after years of exile, a strange mixture of joy and unrest had surrounded me.
Yet, as I walked through the pack grounds, it seemed that more members were aware of my
presence. What was even more surprising were the number of people that seemed delighted at my presence. I heard whispers as I walked, something along the lines of “the alpha heir”.
It filled me with longing for a community that truly cared about their pack members and I couldn’t stop myself from wondering if that sort of communion was achievable in pack Lu
