Briar
The gentle hum of Eric's car lulled me into a drowsy state, my eyelids heavy as I watched the unfamiliar landscape blur past the window.
As we drove, Eric filled me in on where we were headed - his pack's territory, the Nightriver Pack. He painted a picture of a bustling, modern pack with all the amenities I could want. But all I could think about was what - and who - I'd left behind.
"Briar?" Eric's voice pulled me from my thoughts. "We're here."
Through the windows, I watched a landscape so different from Moonfire unfold before me. Where Moonfire was all rustic charm and natural beauty, Nightriver was sleek, modern, and undeniably wealthy.
"Impressive, isn't it?" Eric's voice broke through my reverie, pride evident in his tone.
I nodded, trying to keep the awe from my voice
