#Chapter 53 - A Gift

Celia When I first received news that I would be moving into Soren’s grand mansion in the heart of his pack, tucked away inside a villa where only his closest family and other nobles live, I thought that I would be stuck having to play a game that I never wished to be a part of. Werewolf nobles are brutal. I know this firsthand from working with the noble she-wolves in the hospital. They were so cruel, effortlessly so, and always snickered and laughed when someone below their rank failed or made a very tiny mistake that should never have been a problem in the first place. What would life be like in an environment with them in it? Would Soren subject me to a classical style of court inside his pack where I would be surrounded by them with nobody else to reach out for or find solace in? I have only been here for a few days and I am already moving away. I suppose I am grateful for getting away from the nobles and their prying and judging eyes, the way they always have to make a co