Old Friends

Jasmine POV

The luscious gardens of the pack house provided a beautiful view. Sitting on the bench, the sun setting, I admired the view and the peace that came with it. A well-manicured landscape, littered by rose bushes, gardenias and flowering wisterias bursting with pops of color and sensual smells, overlooking ponds where ducks and fish played were before me, like an image painted by a master. Squirrels roamed around, as did many birds and rabbits, although I did not know how any of them were safe in the wolf pack. As if he heard my thoughts, Alpha King Jonathan walked over, following my eyes, and sat on the bench giving me a tight hug. “We let them live, we have plenty of meat in this house, we do not eat our pets, Princess” he chuckled. “Little pups love seeing them and playing with those willing – of course in their human form. We even have set up feeders”, he motioned over, and indeed I saw several feeding boxes and bird hangers. I chuckled. A wolf pack, with wildlife pets. Se