Lola's POV

The next day, I arrived at Kael's pack with my adoptive parents and the elders' expectations weighing on my shoulders. My subordinates followed behind me in a black car. We drove through the iron gates of Morgan's territory.

The roads were smooth and lined with tall trees. Everything looked clean and organised. This was his pack now, his home.

We pulled up to the main house. It was a large building made of dark stone. The windows were tall, and the door was heavy wood. I stepped ...