Chapter Twenty-Four

As the moon reached its zenith, casting an ethereal glow upon the dense forest, I found myself standing at the entrance of a hidden cavern. The legends whispers of this sacred place, say to hold the answers I sought about my origins and the Night Howlers pack. With each step I took into the darkness, an eerie silence settles in the air, as if even nature itself held its breath in anticipation.

Inside, stalactites hung from the ceiling like jagged teeth, dripping with a substance that shimmered under the moon's light. As I cautiously venture deeper, ancient markings etched into the walls came into view. Symbols of power and unity adorned the stone, telling a story only known to those who dared to seek it.

Lost in contemplation, I is startled by a low growl that resonated through the cavern walls. My heart pounding, I turned to find myself surrounded by a group of wolves. But these were not just any wolves; their eyes brimmed with intelligence and a glint of recognition. we were the Ni