Brielle's POV
Silvermoon was nothing like the pack I’d left behind.
For starters, it wasn’t just a pack: it was a damn empire.
The mansion alone was ridiculous, with its massive stone façade, towering windows, and sprawling grounds that seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. It wasn’t just big; it was designed to intimidate. Everything about it was sharp, purposeful, and commanding, as if daring anyone to question the authority of the wolves who lived here. Even the air felt different: charged with power, thick with a quiet confidence that made me feel like an intruder with every breath I took.
The sharp lines of the building mirrored the wolves themselves. Slivermoon wolves moved with precision, their steps confident, their gazes unwavering. It was more than just strength,it
