Chapter 13: Welcome to the packhouse

We hit the road early in the morning and left New York City. As the skyscrapers and buildings slowly disappear more and more trees pop up. We enter a private drive, more like a private road. The road weaves in and out of the trees.

The further we go, I notice houses start popping up, buildings, small shops, and what appears to be a clinic. I look into the mirror with confusion on my face. Zayden notices my look and chuckles.

“This is all my land. Those homes and businesses are a part of my pack. It took a lot of string-pulling and magical barriers to keep this area away from the human eye. But all the sacrifice and work I put into this place was for the well-being of my pack.” He smiles proudly.

I smile to myself and I can’t wait to see more.

After a further drive we turn down another road and we arrive at a huge mansion. The car comes to a stop, and I get out of the car.