Chapter 112

The funeral procession made its way back to the Royal Pack House well after midnight. Georgina stared in awe as they approached the imposing structure nestled at the edge of the forest. It wasn't just a mansion—it's like a fortress rising straight out of the forest. The stone and wood blend together in a way that makes it look both powerful and elegant. Compared to this, everything else she'd thought was luxurious now seemed ordinary. "This is where you grew up?" she whispered to Klaus as they approached the massive wooden doors carved with intricate designs she couldn't quite make out in the darkness. "One of my father's residences," Klaus replied quietly. "The ancestral home of the Von Wald family for generations." As they entered the grand foyer, Georgina felt the weight of dozens of eyes following her. Family members, pack officials, and other guests moved around them, their gazes lingering on her with an intensity that made her skin crawl. They looked at her the way wolves might l