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CHAPTER 481
~Snow's POV~
The landscape began to change just as the sun started its slow descent beyond the horizon.
I rolled down the window slightly, letting in the scent of pine and cool mist as the border into Draven's territory loomed.
High mountains lined the far edges, casting long shadows over the vast clearing up ahead. The pack settlement was nestled in a protective basin, fortified yet welcoming—a rare blend most alphas struggled to master.
But Draven had done it.
He always did things his own way.
My car pulled up to the gates just as they began to swing open. I spotted four guards—well-trained, well-dressed, and all wearing subtle leather armor with the sigil of the Moonfang Pack—a silver wolf howling at a crescent moon.
They bowed slightly, but none made a move to stop us. Word had clearly reached them that I was expected and there was hardly any pack who did not know who I was or my father.
