Sophia’s POV – Starry Moon Pack, Packhouse Grounds
The **Starry Moon Pack** was different in every possible way.
Power **pulsed** through this place—woven into its very foundation, present in every wolf that moved through the grand estate. Unlike my father’s pack, where politics and wealth dictated influence, **strength was everything here**.
And Nicholas?
He was their **undisputed king**.
I had spent the last three days **trapped** in this place, healing from my injuries, and enduring the **silent judgment of his people**.
They didn’t trust me.
They didn’t want me here.
And I wasn’t exactly **thrilled** to be here either.
But the moment Nicholas carried me through the packhouse doors, **things changed**.
**Whispers. Stares. Questions.**
Nicholas had made no
