Asena's POV
I had never gone beyond the limits of our own pack before.
For many years, the pack, the forest, the rivers, and the war's dark parts had been my whole world. Even as Pamela, she had not often gone outside the safe area where she was born. But now, I was leaving all of that behind.
The car struggled to keep grip on the worst part of the road as it went down roads made of stone. Amarok sat beside me in the driver's seat, looking peaceful but always aware, while Denise leaned back against the window, already smiling at seeing the city buildings getting closer.
"You're looking like a young wolf seeing fireflies for the first time," Denise joked, gently kicking me with his boot.
I rolled my eyes, but had to agree, I couldn't stop looking at the tall buildings and noise I could already hear from so far away. Might be because of my heightened senses, but it still felt so loud and full of life.
"I've never been here before," I said quietly. "It's... different."
