Lena P.O.V
I followed Jake to the elevator with Ryker, holding my hand and Styles, taking the back. We went down to the main floor and out of the pack house or mansion. Everyone was out walking on the street. We followed Jake, and he explained, "In the center of our little village is a stage set up with these huge beams where we hang prisoners up for everyone to see clearly. We usually behead them, or slice them up or just kill them however way we want, or sometimes we give our pack members the choice of how the prisoners die.
"Medieval times I like." Styles complimented.
Jake chuckled, "Right? Although our species have been carrying out these laws for generations. It works. Pack members are more at ease when someone dies this way, especially when they're the victims. It puts their mi
