Chapter 175

Sheila's point of view

"Hello! My name is Sheila. Welcome to the Crescent North Pack," I greeted the new arrivals with a warm smile, extending a hand to the weary family. Their faces, etched with the hardships of their journey, softened slightly as they took in the sight of our welcoming pack lands. "You must be exhausted. Let me show you to your chambers so you can settle in."

In recent days, our pack had become a sanctuary for those fleeing the encroaching darkness of Vladimir's reign. We had no idea when or how the war would finally arrive, but we were determined to be ready for it.

I led the family to a cozy cluster of vacant quarters near the Packhouse, ensuring they had everything they needed before leaving them to rest. As I walked away, I felt Killian's gaze lingering on me. He had been unusually attentive all day, shadowing my every move. It was both comforting and frustrating – I knew he was worried about me, but I also longed for a moment of solitude to