I looked at Sienna as still couldn't believe her father owned a gigantic house as this.
I couldn’t stop staring. The mansion in front of us wasn’t just huge — it was intimidating. The kind of place that made you feel small before you even stepped through the gates. The guards at the entrance barely moved, but I could feel their eyes on us, sharp and assessing, like they were deciding whether we were friend or foe.
Sienna’s posture shifted. Her shoulders straightened, her expression hardened — the fear I’d seen earlier melted away.
The gates creaked open, almost silently, and two guards stepped aside, giving us room to pass.
“Miss Sienna,” one of them said with a deep bow. His voice was as crisp as his black uniform. “The Alpha has been expecting you.”
I glanced at Sienna, who gave a
