Delilah's POV
"Let me show you inside." Ryker's voice was warm as he guided Mom toward the packhouse entrance. "You both must be exhausted from the drive."
I followed behind them, acutely aware of Dante and Mateo's eyes tracking my every movement. They stepped aside to let us pass but didn't say a word. The air between us crackled with tension.
The packhouse interior was massive and imposing. Dark wood floors stretched down long hallways and portraits of past Alphas and Betas lined the walls. Everything looked expensive and old and nothing like our small cottage in Riverbend. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings and cast warm light across the space. Thick rugs muffled our footsteps as we walked deeper into what would now be our home.
"Your room is upstairs, Vivienne." Ryker led
