MEGAN’S POV
We drove for hours, the night thick with unease, until we finally reached my pack’s territory. I pulled into the familiar driveway, pausing briefly to drop off my luggage before heading straight to the huddle room. Jemma had texted earlier; everyone was gathering there. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding, as Sebastian and I made our way inside.
We greeted my parents briefly. My mom with a worried smile, my dad with that calm, commanding presence and then we took our seats beside Jemma and Alec. Jemma looked at me, her eyes flickering with nervous energy. She smiled tentatively, and I squeezed her hand gently, trying to send her some reassurance.
My dad stepped forward to the front of the room, his voice steady but firm. “Okay, settle down everyone,” he called out, eyes
