Third Person
Madison pulled up beside the alpha’s expensive car in front of a mansion, hidden within the trees. She looked out the windshield, wondering if this was the Grimm’s pack house. She remembered her father pointing out another building when they had driven by years ago, but that was closer to the pack center.
The stone work was exquisite, and she found herself wishing she could have been raised in a place like this. Not just the house, but the forest that surrounded the property.
“Wow,” Madison exhaled as she got out of the truck.
“Mads!” Titus exclaimed, barreling into her, his arms wrapped around her waist. “Do you like it?”
“This place is incredible, and not just the house. Look at all this wilderness you could explore,” she told him, excitedly, studying her surroundings.
