Chapter 8 The Alpha's Judgment

• The dawn, cold and silent, painted the horizon with golden and reddish hues as they finally arrived at the territory of the Blood Moon Pack. Ellie, still trembling from everything she'd been through, lifted her gaze and surveyed the settlement. It wasn't what she had imagined: there were no towering walls or imposing castles. Instead, a vast field stretched before her, dotted with large and small tents arranged in a rustic yet functional order. The tents were sturdy, made from durable materials interwoven with leather and fabric, creating solid yet temporary shelters. Some of the larger ones had multiple levels, supported by wooden beams, while the smaller ones looked like simple private hideaways. The air was thick with humidity and the scent of wild nature, mixed with the smoke of the burning fires. A harsh, earthy aroma that filled the entire place.
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• In the distance, growls and howls echoed like a constant reminder that everything here was dangerous, even daily life, at least for someone like her, a human.