Liar

Arabella's POV

The house was massive and the more I explored, the more I found. It was around the same size as the current pack house but this one seemed slightly larger probably because it was empty. The rooms were wide and spacious, a mix of modern and ancient themes. I wondered how many years this pack house had been in use prior to Luciano deciding to move out.

It was in a surprisingly pristine shape from all the maintenance Luciano supervised. I thought about how much power an Alpha had over his subjects, that they followed his every command like it was a mandate from heaven, that they could abandon their ancestral home just because it had made him uncomfortable...

My father had ruled using that power to foster fear. Luciano's rule was more of a mix from the little experience I had with his pack. There was fear, admiration, love, and pity and like the man, I couldn't make an unbiased assessment of the rule itself.

"My lady, some fruit perhaps?"

I nearly jumped, startled even tho