Elaine POV
The packhouse was alive with energy, laughter, and the steady hum of conversation. There were smiling faces, warm greetings, and kind words everywhere I turned.
It was overwhelming in the best way possible, and yet, beneath the surface of my excitement, there was a nervousness that I couldn't quite shake.
This was my first real introduction to Aeron's pack, the Crescent Moon pack I would soon call my own. And as much as I wanted to make a good impression, the weight of my new reality pressed down on me with every handshake and every introduction.
Aeron had been beside me the whole evening, grounding me as we navigated through the crowd. His hand on my back was a constant reassurance, a silent promise that I wasn't alone in this.
But still, there was so much to take in—th
