Frank
I always thought my mom was exaggerating when she called Flameville Pack breathtaking. But the moment I stepped foot here, every expectation I had shattered.
The air filled my lungs as I strolled through the vast expanse of the Flameville Pack’s territory. The tall trees stood high. Their leaves broke the sunlight into small golden spots that flickered on the mossy ground. The air smelled of damp earth and fresh leaves. It was a big change from the usual cool and crisp breeze of Silverwolf.
I walked with measured steps. My men were trailing closely behind. Each of them was just as taken with the beauty of the land as I was. The deeper we ventured into the forest, the more I realized why this place was so well-loved.
“This place feels untouched,” Lee muttered beside me as he scann
