Peniel
The past
The night was thick with shadows, the moon hanging low like a silver coin against the dark sky. My heart pounded in my chest as I slipped through the narrow corridors of the Lunar Solstice Pack’s compound. I wasn’t supposed to be here—hell, I wasn’t supposed to *exist* in a place like this. But rules didn’t mean anything when survival was on the line.
The stories I’d heard whispered in the streets about this pack, about what they hid deep within their stronghold, had been too tempting to ignore. If they were hiding something, it had to be valuable. And if it was valuable, I needed it.
I moved silently, my feet barely making a sound on the cold stone floors. Every step I took felt heavier than the last, not from fear but from the growing sense that something big was abo
