Amara’s POV.

I woke up early in the morning and decided to spend some time outside in the fresh air. I made my way to the huge tree that stood in front of the pack house.

As I sat down under the huge tree, the summer breeze blew through my hair, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass. The morning sun was just rising in the east.

I looked around and saw the majestic view of the surroundings. The pack house was nestled in a clearing, surrounded by dense forests and a river that flowed nearby. The river was crystal clear, and I could see...