The Enemy's Lair

Nyx POV

The stretch limo glides across the pack border, and my body reacts like we just drove off a cliff. My hackles snap to attention. Roxana and the other girls press their faces against the tinted glass, squealing over the quaint village layout. They point at the community orchards and rows of small houses with well-tended gardens. Where they see a picturesque paradise, my traumatized eyes se