CHAPTER 22
Erica's POV
(Jane)
My hand hovered over the handle for a moment, a knot of apprehension tightening in my chest. This was it. The arrival of the Riverdale pack. My old pack. My family. Or rather, Jane’s family.
I took a deep breath and pulled the door open.
A line of sleek black cars idled on the gravel outside, their engines a low rumble. The driver's doors popped open simultaneously, and men emerged. First, Dante, his dark suit impeccably tailored, a stark contrast against the late afternoon sky. Then, from the car behind, Beta Simmons stepped out. He looked… the same. Cold, composed, and utterly unreadable. My father. Jane's father. And finally, a man I didn’t recognize. He had a broad build and an air of command that made him stand out from the others.
I straightened my
