As they drove through the long, winding wooded area leading back to the Silver Ridge housing territory, Nova's mind drifted to the stark differences between her old pack, Silver Ridge, and her new home with Crescent Moon. Silver Ridge was modern, a gated community with a high-tech security system, sleek homes, and an ever-present watchful eye at the entrance. The Crescent Moon pack, however, was different. It was deeply connected to the land, with sprawling log cabins nestled among towering trees, giving the illusion of an old campground to any unsuspecting human. But it was far from a campground. Crescent Moon had history.
Generations ago, their ancestors had arrived from Europe, fleeing accusations of witchcraft due to their secrecy and their gatherings under the full moon. Humans, with
