Chapter 21 —Pack run Evelyn’s POVThe packhouse had never been this lively before.From the moment I woke up, the entire place buzzed with excitement.Servants hurried down the hallways carrying trays of food and bundles of cloth while warriors laughed loudly outside. Music floated faintly through the windows, and every corner of the packhouse seemed brighter somehow.I stood near my window watching the commotion below curiously.“What’s happening?” I asked softly.Clare, who was arranging dresses behind me, looked up with surprise.“You forgot?”I turned toward her blankly. “Forgot what?”“The pack run.”My brows furrowed slightly. I had heard those words before.Back in the village, people spoke about the pack run every year with excitement and embarrassment mixed together.But Aunt Agnes never allowed me near it. She always claimed it was “not for girls like me.”At the time, I assumed she meant because I was wolfless. Now, I wasn’t so sure anymore.“What exactly happens during it
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