It wasn’t too wild of a guess to assume that every pack had some kind of cells even if they weren’t used all that often. There were a lot of issues that Alphas had to handle, so it was helpful to have somewhere you could put someone.
I’d seen the cells at the pack house back when I lived with the White Fang Pack, but I’d always thought that they didn’t look like cells at all. They were almost like studio apartments that were monitored by a security team through cameras and locked from the outside.
The cells that the Ridgeway Pack had looked nothing alike. Despite how glamorous they tried to portray themselves as upstairs, the cells were grimy, the floor was bare concrete, and the front of the cells had bars like in the prison movies.
Luckily, there was no one in any of them. I couldn
