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Roman POV

the evening in the park continued, the atmosphere shifted from peaceful serenity to one of joyful celebration. Tables adorned with an array of delicious dishes had been set up in a clearing, and our pack members, dressed in their finest attire, had gathered to share in a grand feast.

I watched the scene unfold with a sense of pride and gratitude. The park, once a place of healing and reflection, had transformed into a lively hub of laughter and camaraderie. It was a testament to the resilience of our pack and the sense of unity that bound us together.

Emily, radiant in the soft glow of the lanterns, moved gracefully among our pack members, exchanging warm greetings and laughter. Her presence was like a beacon, radiating hope and positivity to all who crossed her path.

As the Alpha, it was my privilege to address the pack, to express my gratitude for their unwavering support and dedication. Standing before the gathered pack, I raised my glass and spoke from the heart.

"Tonigh