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Page 78 of The Breeding Cave

I ushered the kiddos along, down the busy city sidewalks, humming to myself. The wind carried the sweet scents of apple pie and candy. It was Halloween, and the streets were alive with carved pumpkins, costumes, and a hint of magic.

While we had moved into the packhouse years ago, we spent a lot of time in the city as Luciano continued to build our empire. Tonight, after the kids trick-or-treated in the wealthy areas–because of course, they wanted those full-sized candy bars–Luciano and I would head back to the cave, to celebrate how this all started.