Chapitre 62: A New Pack

"Why am I being kept here?" I protested, my voice laced with frustration as I was ushered into a weird-looking house by Jaxon.

As I shifted in the bed, my fingers accidentally brushed against Zane's face, causing him to let out a sleepy whimper as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Sorry," I whispered, rubbing my own tired eyes before gently slipping out of bed and heading towards the bathroom.

The interior of the unfamiliar house felt cozy yet somewhat strange, with walls made of wood that gave it a warm and rustic vibe. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting a gentle glow across the wooden floor. There was a simple table and a few chairs, giving it a lived-in feel. It wasn't fancy, but it had a certain charm that put me at ease.