(Jousett)
After we pulled back from the kiss, he pulled me into a hug. I could feel the tension leave his body knowing we had accepted each other.
"Come, my beautiful mate. I want to give you a tour of the pack house," he said, kissing the top of my head and guiding me to where he wanted to take me. As we approach what I assume is the pack house and where I had come out of earlier without looking at my surroundings, the first impression is one of awe and mystery - a majestic fortress that seems to have leaped straight out of a fairy tale. The building’s exterior is a masterful blend of old world gothic architecture and haunting elegance. Tall, imposing stone walls, weathered yet meticulously maintained, give the structure an ancient aura. Dark gray and black stones are arranged in intri
