Tale of Ville and the Cabin

Chapter 9

[Tale of Ville and the Cabin]

I stared outside the beautiful roads excitedly. It was a sight to behold. I loved the trees alongside it. So different from the cities in the State. It had been a while since I saw outside the Alphas castle. I looked back at the pack which we had just left. Ian rested his head by the window with his eyes clothes. His face was comparable to that a sweet cute looking toddler, so innocent and lovely.

“Where are we… going?” I asked

Snape, the driver looked at me through the mirror. “Oh, didn’t the Alpha tell you? We are going to Ville culture.” He said.

“Ville culture? What’s that?” I asked eagerly as the name was a strong catch.

“Ville culture. It is a tradition we must do here every here. You see, at ancient times, all packs were one. Everyone was together, until we weren’t. But at the time we were together as one pack, the Alpha and everyone came together to make a garden at the center of the pack. It has all the beautiful flowers and great