MIA POV
One could easily get lost in the grandeur of this palace, its vastness stretching out before me. My father may have been the wolf king, but our pack house could never compare to the opulence displayed here. It was a stark reminder of the differences between our kinds. Though the palace was undeniably magnificent, a sense of unease settled within me. However, it did provide safety for now, and I was grateful that Atlas could finally return to his rightful home.
As we ventured through the palace, uncertainty clouded my thoughts about what the future held for us. Nevertheless, Atlas's excitement to explore alongside me brought a glimmer of hope. The Atlas I first encountered in the lonely shed had transformed into someone entirely different, and it filled me with joy. Walking beside
