_Katherine’s POV_
The next morning, my body ached in places I didn’t even know existed. Training had been exhausting, but I couldn’t deny that a part of me felt stronger. It was a strange feeling—knowing that I had done something I never thought possible.
But I needed a break, so I decided to explore the pack house.
Lucian’s home was massive, far bigger than the Alpha’s house in my old pack. Every hallway stretched endlessly, filled with elegant decor that spoke of wealth and power. It was beautiful but also overwhelming.
I wandered down a long corridor, my fingers trailing along the smooth wooden banister. Large windows let in soft sunlight, casting warm golden light across the floors. The walls were lined with paintings and framed photographs.
Some of them were art—paintings of land
