Varieties of alcohol, food, pastries, and any delicacy you could possibly imagine wafted through Seraphine's nose when they reached the opulent pack ground.
The space was huge, nothing anyone expected from the outside. The scent of roasted meats mingled with fresh bread, exotic spices, and sweet pastries, creating a symphony of aromas that made her head spin.
Outside, everyone would think the Grimroot pack was small, modest, unassuming. But now, standing in the heart of it, it was clear this was the biggest pack ground any of them had ever seen.
The vast expanse stretched in every direction, a cavernous wonderland carved from the heart of the mountain itself.
The last time Seraphine was here, Voren had taken her through the back doors and his secret exits and entrances, carefully shielding her from the full scope of his creation.
