74: The depth of feelings

Alpha Caden’s POV

The familiar sights of Brown Wood Pack greeted us as we descended towards the runway, the private jet smoothly touching down on the tarmac. Despite its smaller size compared to the bustling airports of the human world, the airport in Brown Wood Pack was efficient and well-maintained, capable of accommodating my private jet and a few other planes for the pack members.

As we taxied towards the terminal, I glanced out the window, taking in the familiar surroundings of the pack territory. The lush greenery of the surrounding forest stretched out as far as the eye could see, a testament to the untamed beauty of our territory.

Stepping off the plane, I was greeted by the crisp, fresh air of the pack lands, a welcome change from the artificial confines of the aircraft. Around us, pack members bustled about, going about their daily routines with a sense of purpose and determination.

Despite the allure of the old ways, I was determined to embrace modern technology and infras