My head throbbed, and my teary eyes felt so itchy. I curled tighter on the floor filled with dried leaves and soil before massaging my brows slightly.

I missed the old red flame pack a lot, especially the yellow mountain, which held the hidden cottage that my parents built for our family.

Yellow Mountain is rumored to hold scenery but more dangers, which was the reason it deterred the pack members from visiting.

But what no one expected was that deep in the yellow mountains was a low-key yet luxurious cottage where our family always stayed during vacation.

Except for mom, dad, and me, nobody knew there was a hidden...