Sora's POV
We reach the Lycan King's pack after two days on the road.
I thought I knew what a big pack looked like. I was wrong.
The whole Blackwood territory could fit into one corner of this place. The land goes on and on, worked and ordered, nothing wild about any of it. Stone halls instead of lodges. Real roads instead of paths, and the roads are clean. Guards at every gate, spaced out even, watching without staring.
It doesn't feel like a home. It feels like a machine that's been running smoothly for a hundred years and plans to run a hundred more.
I carry Oliver in through the outer gate. Bobby walks on my left, quiet for once, taking it in same as me. Off to the other side, Riven and his people come in as their own column. Nobody makes them fall in with anyone else. Even here,
