Chapter 16 The Curse

(Hilda)

The next morning, the first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. I lay next to Arlo, his arm draped possessively over me, his breathing steady and calm. Last night's intense emotions had given way to a quiet intimacy, and for a moment, I felt a sense of peace. But I knew I couldn't linger in bed forever; there was a whole new world outside these walls waiting for me.

Carefully, I slipped out from under Arlo's arm, trying not to wake him. I dressed quickly and quietly, taking a moment to watch him sleep before stepping out into the hallway. The pack house was already bustling with activity. Members of Arlo's pack moved through the halls, their eyes widening in respect and curiosity as they saw me.

I made my way to the main hall, where the smell of freshly baked bread and brewed coffee wafted through the air. A few pack members were seated at the long wooden tables, enjoying their breakfast. They greeted me warmly, their smiles genuine.