Chapter 28: When the Pack Runs Wild
The morning sun filtered softly through towering pines, dappling the woven paths of the Nightshade compound in golden light. Sophia walked beside Brynhild, her steps tentative but determined, eyes tracing the familiar but still mysterious cluster of buildings and faces that made up the pack.
Brynhild moved with a calm, steady grace, hands often resting on the gentle swell of her heavily pregnant belly. Her voice was confident and clear, the cadence of someone used to command, strength softening into warmth when she spoke to Sophia.
"So, this is where the magic happens," Brynhild said, gesturing ahead. "Over there, you'll find the medical center. Lysander and his apprentices tend to wounds, mend bones, and offer what little comfort medicine can."
Sophia's gaze flicked toward the sturdy stone building, its windows glowing softly. "And you'll be there too?" she asked.
