Lesley’s POV
I looked up and noticed that the sun was low in the sky. Although it hadn’t felt like it, I’d been in prison for almost a day. I’d been treated fairly for someone who’d trespassed. I got to sleep and eat before I was taken into questioning.
Unlike back home, where the prison was an underground basement beneath a storage house, this pack had its prison deep within the forest. Before I got out, I’d been blindfolded and stood at the edge of the tree line, looking at an astonishing and beautiful building. I suspected it was the pack house.
“Wow,” I breathed, barely able to contain my surprise. It was a HUGE mansion--- No, scratch that! It was a f*****g castle that seemed to go on forever in every direction. Wolves were everywhere, talking, walking, or playing around. Houses of
