Victor's POV
The drizzle fell light and cold on my skin as I stepped outside. The sky was heavy and gray, the kind of sky that carried a warning. My boots sank into the wet ground with each step, but I didn’t slow down. Pack members bowed their heads and murmured greetings as I passed. I didn’t answer. Their voices were far away and my eyes… they were fixed on one place only.
In front of me stood my father's residence, still the grandest building in the entire pack. With its stone walls, high windows, and iron gates, it had once been a place of respect. Now it looked like a mask. A palace hiding rot.
I stopped in front of the door, rain dripping from my hair, and let out a dry, mocking smile. The house looked proud, but I knew what waited inside.
Without bothering to knock, I pushed t
