Time flew by; five years passed quickly.The once glorious Pack House was now lifeless, like a giant tomb.Heavy curtains were drawn year-round, blocking out all sunlight and the only signs of life.Ron and Reid, the once spirited twins, were now so thin they were unrecognizable.Like two walking corpses, aside from mechanically handling pack affairs, they locked themselves in the bedroom where I used to stay, hugging the diary and old clothes I left behind, staring blankly into space.And Lucas had gone completely mad.As the Alpha, he became violent and gloomy. His only outlet was visiting that dark, damp dungeon.Seraphina was locked in there.The "princess" they once held in their hearts was now tortured until she was neither human nor ghost.Lucas didn't kill her. Death would be too merciful.He wanted her to live, to live in endless pain and regret, as punishment for the blindness of the three of them, and as a tribute to me.Whenever the night was deep and silent, Lucas would pr
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