The scent of herbs and incense hung in the air reminding Aurelia of her twin brothers’ Baptism of Fire. She imagined seeing her mother’s proud face in the crowd of wolves surrounding the Royal Storm Riders Pack Sacred Grounds. If she could take back the words she first wrote when fearing for her family’s safety, instructing them to stay behind in order to keep them out of Rasputin’s reach- well she probably wouldn’t take it back- but that didn’t mean she couldn’t wish they could be here.
The Royal Sacred Grounds were strikingly different from that of Whispering Woods. Elaborate archways made of Obsidian and Red Jasper stone stood tall at every pathway leading into the grounds. They were embedded with moonstones, various quartzes and Azurite, which is said to aid in feeling the presence o
