Geraldine led us through a series of corridors. Lia, Andrea, and I followed closely. I was still in doubt of her. Who knows if she was leading us to the lion's den? With the weird glances from the Pack members and what not.
When we finally reached the large hall, Geraldine pushed open the heavy double doors with an effortless grace, revealing a space that seemed to hum with activity.
The hall was vast, its high ceilings disappearing into shadows. At the center, a group of girls sat in a semi-circle, their postures straight and attentive as they listened to an older woman leading them in what appeared to be a call-and-response routine.
The woman’s voice was firm yet melodic. “What do we serve?”
“Strength and loyalty!” The girls chorused back, their voices clear and rehearsed.
“And what
