Chapter 132
Vanya
The next couple of days bled into each other, quiet and restless.
I tried to settle into Kross’s house—no, the Steele mansion. At first I thought it was the pack house, the heart of his wolves, where Alphas lived surrounded by their Betas, Gammas, Deltas, healers, warriors—everything that made a pack strong. That’s what I’d grown up watching, what I’d seen in every pack we visited. The Alpha’s house wasn’t just a home, it was a fortress, a throne room, a symbol.
But this? This wasn’t that.
This was… personal. A house carved out for the Steele family alone, built like a palace yet walled off from the structure of pack life. No bustling halls filled with warriors, no line of ranks waiting for orders, no scent of wolves moving in and out. Just… silence. Privacy. Eleganc
