she had to admit––after several days of travel and sleeping in tents with smelly werewolves––she was definitely enjoying the facilities offered by the o’phelan alpha. maybe a part of her felt like this was what she had always deserved, instead of being thrown out all those years ago. she could have had this.
the pack seemed happy enough on their own, and the building was overflowing with the anxious excited energy of an alpha challenge. she left them to their fun, going out for a quiet walk once the sun had set low enough for it to be considered dusk. her favorite parts of the day––dusk and dawn. she found herself wandering quietly along the trails behind the castle. she stumbled across a figure, taking a few seconds to realize who it was. her father’s wife. “i heard rumors you never leave the castle.” ( @nctgold )
