The large cabin that loomed before her was 10 times the size of the small room Lucy had been housed in, and, with her limited two strolls through the rogue pack’s camp, it was the only other shelter here. This was the residence of Alpha Simon. The wooden exterior walls were painted white with extravagant gold patterns dancing among the colour to give a poor attempt at sophistication. Lucy was surprised by how pure and clean the paint was amongst the unruly dirt and greenery of the nature around them, but in her opinion, it was an eyesore and made her judgement of her captor even lower than before, if that was even possible.
It was hard to keep the sneer off her face as her and the young woman from her room - she had yet to give Lucy a name - walked up to the entrance. Lucy managed to
