The Lost Royal
As we quickly drew near the end of the fairly short street, my eyes widened, staring at the enormous, extravagant-looking mansion directly in front of us, seeming to take up the entire end of the street.
Haden slowed as the date slid smoothly open, and smiled as he caught a glimpse of my face in his mirror. "Welcome home," he said warmly, and I met his eyes with a look of disbelief. He laughed softly, and Saxon leaned his face closer to my ear, whispering for my hearing alone. "Our pack house," he said simply, "Many of us live here." He seemed almost.. uncomfortable, at my first reaction to it, as though the extravagance of it bothered him in some way.
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