Chapter 12 A night after

• Feeding routine is different here. Here, breakfast is lunch, and dinner is dinner. We eat only twice a day no matter how long, stressful or awfully boring the day was. We visit the Graves of all Alphas that have ever been, every morning and in the evening during the moonlights. Tradition forbids anyone from eating anything before this morning respect is paid. Not even as small as a shrimp. We repeat the same morning tribute until the sun is almost directly under the meridian everyday. Quite exhausting for a one time thing, but we had to do it everyday. I would complain, but I had no right to. Not to the packs council, or the Alpha, or even myself. We were also not to have any form of sexual intercourse until after this morning. Not even cuddling or kissing, but Ian and I turned our back on that rule as we had crazy long and short sex every morning and I didn’t pay tribute to the dead with cum on my body just once. This week was one of the best I have had in my life.
• It is the fifth day in Ville. It was evening, and we had paid our respects to the Graves of the deceased mighty Alphas who had once ruled the packs. The Ville had a great hall at the center. This hall was located sixty feet underground, and as expected, it was a beautiful place, full of warm arts of history although, it was dark-themed.
• I couldn’t wait to tell it all to Kendra.