The sun had just descended below the horizon when the carriage rolled down the cobbled streets of the city.
Following the rogue attack, the rest stop had been cut short and they'd taken to the road the same night. After another day of travel, they finally arrived at their destination.
The Eclipse Claw Pack, Alessio had said. The name struck her with a distant sense of familiarity, but she didn't dwell on it.
She'd grown accustomed to tethering on the tip of just knowing, but never truly remembering why or how she knew.
For a big city, Neveah had expected a territory teeming with life, especially with the approaching moon ceremony, but it was in fact the opposite.
A short time ago, they had been welcomed by a team of patrol wolves who now escorted them to the pack house.
Since crossing the border, Neveah had barely seen more than a few people on the streets. It was like no one dared venture out of their homes.
