Chapter 27: Leaving
(Aria's POV)
The Storm pack residence was too quiet tonight. It wasn’t the usual peaceful kind of quiet, but an unnatural stillness that made me uneasy. My wolf was eerily silent, but I knew it had nothing to do with tranquility.
My heart felt heavier with each step I took through the familiar corridors.
The air carried faint scents of the pack's everyday life—Marcus practicing his ancient meditation, the herbs Victoria often brought back from the sacred pools, and the earthy aroma of the ancestral garden Elder James tended.
Each scent brought memories crashing down on me, their weight unrelenting. Memories of this place, this pack. A place I called my home when the Silverbrook pack had cast me out.
When I had nowhere else, they had taken me in. Victoria and
