Celeste P.O.V.
I hadn’t been outside of Blood Moon Pack in almost 12 years. I only vaguely remember my parents' lands. I felt a sense of wonder and appreciation at Markus waking me up to see the grounds. The beautiful river reminded me of the river behind my parents’ grounds. There was a beautiful gate with CM in the front of a bridge that seemed to be the only way in. As we drove, I saw several wolves running on either side of the black SUV. Some would howl playfully at us. When we got to the Packhouse I marveled at the size. It was easily 3 times bigger than the one at Bloom Moon. It stood 6 stories high. It was pristine white and beautifully landscaped grounds. As soon as Markus let me out of the car, he wrapped his arms lightly around my waist. I was still not used to physical contac
