For Bitter or Worse

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it is almost noon and already thirty degrees. I snatch a bowl of paella for me and Jenna from one of the food trucks alongside the airport. Alexis, my

young weres hanging in front of it. I hear different languages at the same time and know that is where we are supposed to meet. “There it is, come on gu

head of to the games.” She says while opening a side-panel of the bus to reveal a big space fo

expect you to keep things decent. We are not hosting a giant orgy, so have some decency. All meals are provided by the pack and will take up an hour, breakfast starts at 7 AM, lunch at 1 PM and dinner starts at 7 PM. Tonight however you are

n top of the mountain I can see a huge hacienda style building. Probably the pack-house. The lower half of the mountain is covered by small bushes and I can spot some outdoor traini

rder, because we cannot guarantee your safety outside.” Margareta calls out and the next moment we take a tur

d hear everything. I am hit with another wave of it and I feel Alexis growing more powerful, like she is awakened. She roars in my head and prances around, her fur dancing

k at her and see the shock on her face. “You, Your eyes. They changed, what is happening to you?” “I don’t know, but I feel much more powerful.” I pull out my p

m the most powerful wolf ever to walk this earth. You will need all my strength and wisdom for everything what’s to come. This place right

this for yourself, this is massive! I don’t know how this pack responds when they find our you are more powerful than their own Alph

s. Teenagers and adults helping everyone to get to their assigned cabins and

oor has all the characteristics of an old, idyllic hacienda, the indoor is modern/chic. The walls are a dark green and the floor is made of grey

e middle stands a desk with a glass tabletop and golden legs, behind the desk there are two big windows with white curtains. In the far

I must be staring at her I quickly drop my gaze. Laura takes the initiative, being the Alpha’s daughter, it comes natural to her. “Hi Michelle, we are from the Lowland Pack. It is just the four of us.” She says and Michelle pulls out a big envelope. “This holds all the information about your cabin, when the games will start and where to be. It holds information about what we expect of you and some stuff

toos and a wide smile plastered on his face. His happy demeanor is contagious to us and I can’t help but smile as I see him snatch the envelope out of Laura’

s of ten. The bottom going 1 to 10, the second 11 to 20 etce

a bathroom and four bedrooms. White walls, wooden floor and beige

You are going to hurt people’s eyes with that.” I grin at her as we walk out towards town square. “Yeah, but I look amazing while doing so.” She says with a wicked smile on her face. I hook my arm around hers and we walk into the sunlight. We walk over to the town-sq

g a bit of everything on it. The mountain of

n’t mind, you pick a place.” I coo looking over the tables. All of them are already o

yping again, but one of the guys catches her. He places his hand on her arm and nudges her gently. “I will mind link with my sister and tell you everything she wants to say. It’s much easier that way. I am Sergei, this is Anatoli and this is Irina, my sister. We are from the Bolshoy Iremel Pack.” The guy next to her tells us in a thick Russian accent. They do look a lot alike, they have the same sandy blond hair, same grey eyes and the same rou