Seraphina's POV
The SUV wound through towering pine trees as we approached the Stone Pack territory. My fingers hadn't stopped tracing the outline of the bracelet in my pocket since we left the border.
"Almost there, Miss Moon," the driver announced, glancing at me in the rearview mirror.
I nodded, my stomach churning with a mix of relief and apprehension. Was I making the right choice? The question had haunted me for the entire three-hour journey.
The forest opened to reveal a sprawling estate nestled against a mountainside. Stone Manor lived up to its name—a massive structure of gray granite with turrets reaching toward the sky. It looked like something from a fairy tale, both beautiful and intimidating.
"Wow," I breathed.
The driver smiled. "Impressive, isn't it?"
