The journey to Alpha Damon's pack wasn't long, but it was quiet in a way that made CeCe uncomfortable. Emily walked ahead like she knew exactly where she was going, but her expression was unreadable, and CeCe followed behind like someone being escorted to judgment.
Which, honestly, didn't feel far from the truth. By the time they reached the territory, CeCe could already feel the difference. Unlike their territory, it was filled with something that made her instincts react somehow. Her fox side stirred, "Why does it feel like I just walked into a boss level?" she muttered. Although there were other beast tribes apart from the werewolves, the pressure was stronger.
They stepped fully into the pack grounds and into the celebration place, and that was when attention shifted toward them. CeCe felt the weight of being watched and judged; she rolled her eyes and looked away. She didn't know why she followed Emily to the pack, what was she even thinking?
