Valeria's POV
The Shadowridge pack was nestled deep within the forest, northwest of Rool River Town, and it took us nearly two hours to drive from Eric’s villa to reach it.
The pack house itself can be seen as a castle. It is a very traditional building, with bricks forming the walls and intricately carved mythical beasts perched on the roof corners. Heavy iron rings adorned the large front door, displaying a mysterious yet serious vibe.
Eric, confined to his wheelchair, had no choice but to use the accessible ramp by the side door. I chose to accompany him—it was, after all, my first time here.
Large, well-established werewolf packs, like the Nightveil and Shadowridge, often share a common flaw—they loved their rules.
For example, when I followed Eric through the side door, we were
