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Thorn. I get out of the jeep along with Adrien, Alpha Gait and Emerald. We have arrived at Astrid pack, the pack of the luna Selena. Two days ago, we sent them a message and we received a reply where she agreed to invite house. The pack house of the Astrid pack is hidden deep within the dense, looming forest, but it’s quiet and serene. Their pack house exterior melds seamlessly with the shadowy landscape, veiled by enchanted ivy vines that conceals its presence from prying eyes. The gammas at the gate inform us that they would search for any weapons before they allow us in. Their fingers played across our pockets, seeking out any sign of concealed weaponry. Their palms glide over smooth surfaces and brush against rough textures, meticulously exploring every nook and cranny of our bodie