Caitlyn’s POV
The Silver Moon Pack’s territory was nothing like I imagined.
I had expected something grand—a kingdom hidden in the wilderness, built upon the blood and legacy of ancient werewolves. Instead, what I found was tension thick enough to choke on.
The pack lands stretched far and wide, nestled between towering mountains and dense forests. The main pack house stood in the center, a structure of stone and wood that carried the weight of centuries. Wolves lingered around the borders, watching me with wary eyes as I stepped forward, my breath visible in the frigid night air.
Beside me, Selene walked with the grace of someone who belonged here. I did not.
The moment we reached the entrance, the doors were thrown open, and I was met with a presence that made my wolf tense.
Alpha
