100 days in the Alpha’s arms.
“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 greatest trees in the world.”
“Like the silver rose?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yes, the silver rose. I love that flower. In fact, I am excited for this trip. I can finally smell it’s sweet scent.” He said, seemingly quite excited.
“Why wait till now, when you can just get them anytime? The Alpha gets me one every morning.” I said, sniffing in the lovely smell of the imaginary flower
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