The car finally came to a halt when I reached my destination. The car driver turned his head to the side and nodded for me as a sign to get down.
Without any second thoughts, I opened the door and got out.
Out there was a small town built in the middle of icy mountains.
Longyearbyen.
It was a small town built in the northernmost part of the earth closer to the arctic circle with a population of around three thousand people coming from all nationalities.
That's what google would tell you if you search but in reality, it was no normal town. The people who lived here were no humans. They were shifters.
In the supernatural world, this place was famous for being the world's biggest and most dangerous pack. The White moon pack. That's right this was a werewolf's territory. And the person who controls everything here was none other than, Alpha Duncan Kerr.
Not from months ago, I was destined to marry him.
