Adam’s car was waved through the heavily guarded gatehouse without having to stop. The guards stiffened and saluted respectfully as they passed through.
Ann felt Maeve’s approval wash through her as they drove through the busy streets of the self contained town.
The houses were well maintained, and with a quick glance at the buildings surrounding she could see that the training grounds were being put to good use and from this distance at least seemed to be in good order.
Ann noticed a couple of schools on site and frowned.
“Alpha…” She began.
“Adam, please, Ann.” He interjected flatly with the ghost of a smile on his face.
“Yes, of course, sorry, Adam,” She corrected hurriedly, “You have your own schools within the pack?”