Delilah's POV
We arrived at the Blue Moon Pack. Our convoy came to a halt right in front of the place I once called home. The memories rushed back like a flood, each one sharper than the last. I blinked rapidly, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall.
The convoy consisted of six sleek, black luxury vans, more than I had expected. I never imagined I would return to this place, let alone accompanied by people I barely knew.
In my van, King Maxwell sat beside me, his presence both a comfort and a reminder of my purpose here. His sister, Rowan, occupied the seat behind us. Rosa and Zod were also with us, despite Zod’s injuries not having fully healed. For reasons unknown, he had insisted on coming.
The Beta, Cross, rode in another van, along with some of our pack members. The rest
