Chapter 95 Reflections Amidst the Storm

The evening sky was a canvas of twilight hues as the Ashwood pack continued their preparations for the impending war. The atmosphere in the pack’s main lodge was a mix of focused activity and underlying tension. The news of the Blue Ridge pack’s attack had cast a shadow over their efforts, reminding them of the ever-present danger they faced. I, having taken a brief respite from the bustling preparations, found myself in a quiet corner of the lodge. The solitude offered her a rare moment to reflect on the tumultuous journey I had endured. The weight of my circumstances and the danger I faced were ever-present, and I found solace in the calmness of my thoughts. My mind wandered to the people I Had left behind—the family friends who were unaware of the peril I was in. I thought of her mother, Noelle, and my siblings, Hertha and Ethan. Their concern for me had been evident, but the true extent of the danger faced remained hidden from them. The distance between I and my loved ones was bo