CHAPTER 11

ELERA POV

Two weeks had passed since I arrived at the Royal Pack.

The wounds covering my body had finally healed, leaving behind only faint scars, but the wounds inside my heart were still as fresh as the night everything fell apart.

Life in the Royal Pack was different from the Crescent Pack.

The warriors trained together every morning. The elders worked alongside the younger generation instead of ordering them around. Even when disagreements broke out, they never allowed them to divide the pack. Watching them these past two weeks, I finally understood why the Royal Pack remained the strongest.

Unity. That was something my former pack had...