Penelope's POVStepping off the bus in Frostfang territory feels like returning to a crime scene where you were the victim. The familiar sights hit me with unexpected force the pristine streets, the perfectly maintained buildings, the pack members walking around like they own the world.Everything looks smaller somehow."Damn," Zoe whistles as she joins me on the sidewalk. "This place is fancy. Like, stupid fancy.""It's all about appearances here," I say, shouldering my gear bag. "Everything has to look perfect, even if it's rotten underneath."The buildings that once seemed so impressive now look ordinary compared to Crimson's sprawling urban campus. The boutiques where I used to window shop, dreaming of clothes I couldn't afford, seem overpriced and pretentious. Even the people walking the streets look smaller, like I'm viewing them through the wrong end of a telescope."Check out the stares we're getting," Isla murmurs beside me.She's right. Pack members are stopping mid-conversa
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