chapter 9

The Blue Moon Pack house was a breathtakingly majestic sight, a true marvel of architecture that seemed to defy the passage of time. Despite being nestled in the heart of the 21st century, this magnificent structure looked like it had been plucked straight from the pages of a medieval fairy tale. Its grandeur was awe-inspiring, with towering spires and turrets that stretched towards the sky like giant's fists, and walls that seemed to be crafted from the very stone of the earth itself.

The Blue Moon Pack house was enormous and confusing, like a huge puzzle that Isabella couldn't solve. She walked down long hallways, her footsteps bouncing off the cold floors, feeling like a small boat lost at sea. Every door she opened led to more hallways and more questions, making her feel frustrated and alone.