Nereus
As I made my way home, the only sounds accompanying me were the hushed static from the radio and the gravel's low groans beneath the tires as I navigated the extended driveway. The lampposts bathed the surroundings in an orange glow, prompting nods from my guardsmen stationed along the path.
Nestled in the heart of the expansive grounds, my mansion stood proudly, surrounded by crisscrossing paths leading to the ten-pack houses. House number one, the domain of the mightiest wolves, held a central position. The thick forest shrouding the property concealed the homes, strategically scattered for reasons of security.
In the passenger seat, Diana sat, arms crossed and a frown etched upon her face. Convincing my father to allow her departure this time had taken some effort, but I was
