Caged Between The Beta & Alpha
We had walked to the packhouse in silence but I held her hand tightly.
‘Raven…’
She didn’t reply, simply holding my hand tighter.
The hall was decorated in a rustic theme. The wooden tables were bare, with just a black runner down the middle. There were bottles of whiskey, ice and drinks lining the table. It's definitely not a party for kids in here... The double doors that led to the garden were wide open. The garden was decorated as well, and I could hear the music was louder out there.
"So, food’s in here, dancing and drinking are outside." Taylor said, walking over, a bottle in hand and Zack by his side.