Claire’s Pov
I have concluded that the pack house was not just closed up with the hard brick walls but with whispers, coldness, and secrets.
The coldness was the most dominant of it all, it was an invisible barrier that made me feel like I was walking on thin ice with every step I took.
No matter where I turned to, I could feel the eyes of the pack watching me, and silently waiting for me to falter, adding more to the coldness.
The she-wolves, the warriors, and even the pack house staff all seem to have one thing in common which was not wanting to accept me.
Although the staff in the house haven’t displayed any negative behavior for me to think much about them, they were not warm to me and I wasn't t naively going to think that maybe in a matter of time, they would come around beca
