Round Rock Chapter House Novels & Stories

We all walked inside and entered the living room together, it was extremely large, clean, my eyes shifted to the same white pale walls that I’ve always come to known since I been a child growing up in this house – it Has never changed over the years and no matter how many times I’ve been in this house – it was the same damn reaction, Same thought that screamed in the back of my mind - welcome to your new prison. – no doubt Gary must have wanted his members on pack duties to make them feel at home – A safe place they can call their own. Even when they faced the notion they wouldn’t survive outside their old pack – but For the ones who clung onto some kind hope no matter how small it was – it

I wanted to breath at least for a while. I felt Cillian big hand on my shoulder and pulled me to lean against him. "All of you can go. I'll head to Castle first. Chloe needs rest." "Yes, Alpha." They said in unison. Soon after I felt the horse began to rush to another direction and the crowd left behind us. I glanced from he hoodie that hide my head, the houses, the building, it's all so different from what I used to see. In Rock Mountain, every pack house was built from large, heavy rocks, even the roofs. Here, I didn't see any rocks like that. They have red and gray rocks but it's too smooth to be called rock.

But it was a paradise with a clock. Every hour, a low, rhythmic thud echoed through the air. It sounded like a giant heartbeat, or perhaps a massive cooling fan spinning somewhere deep in the basement of the world. Each thud made the horizon flicker red for a split second. *Chapter One is ending,* the wind seemed to whisper. I stood up and walked back to the house. Rowan had finished the roof. It was a beautiful, steep-pitched thing made of dark shingles. He was now working on a porch swing.

Chapter 4 The Pack House I shake my head in disbelief and make my way toward the pack house, an exquisite Victorian-style structure crafted from majestic stone bricks, towering six stories above the ground. As we step through the grand entrance, we are greeted by the gleaming marble quartz floors that stretch throughout the foyer, reflecting the soft glow of the elegant chandeliers above. The rustic wooden banisters, artfully carved, lead us up the sweeping staircase that beckons to the upper floors.