Constant trouble

Stag party

I swear this is the last stag party I am participating. We have started to make these trips 4 years ago. My beta Bjorn, second in command, Rolland, third in command, Alex chief of training and Arthur, his mate and our pack doctor...and me, alpha Kristoff of the Northern territory pack. It started more like a searching trip for our mates. After few years of failing to find our mates, we have decided, we should be looking outside the territory. Well, let's be honest, I was desperately seeking, and I am still. Bjorn is a womanizer, he is not interested in being tied to one person. Arthur and Alex have each other and Rollo is just phlegmatic.

Our wolves wakes up when we are 18, we then have a time to play around, get to know with him or her. When we turn 21, we are able to feel, smell and get to know our mates. Our soul mates, someone, who we will stay forever with.

I wasn't making a big deal out of it. When we were celebrating my 21st birthday, it was a big thing, because I was about to be alpha, so my mate is automatically my pack's Luna. Most of the girls from our territory and the nearest ones came to see, if they possibly can be my mate. Well the magic didn't happen. I didn't smell or feel any sensational girl, that could be my mate. First two years I was cool with it, but than, in my 23, I have been named the alpha after my dad retired. At that time I started to miss someone by my side.

Well and these trips, they are now more a stag party than searching for our mates. I don't mind being off duty for a week, but after this trip to Czechia, I call it quit. We've been here from Saturday, we stayed in Prague and I have a feeling, that we must have been in every pub and club in this city. Loads of alcohol, food and of course beautiful women. It's Wednesday and I had enough, how long till Sunday?

Clapping of Arthur's hands woke me up from apathy. All five of us are sitting around the table in hotel's dining room and trying to eat something for breakfast. Something that doesn't contain alcohol.

"Guys, I have a distraction from our drinking orgies. Something completely different." said Arthur with great enthusiasm in his voice and gestures.

"I am not going to gay club, Archie. You know, how it ended last time. Where was it? Amsterdam?" replied Bjorn and shivers a little.

"It was in Copenhagen, and you secretly like the attention, Bjorn, admit it!" said Arthur and we all burst into laugh, including Bjorn.

"Anyway", Arthur continues, "I received a call yesterday from my friend. We've met in London few years ago, now he lives in a city 2 hours ride from here. Aaaand the thing is, he is reopening an old cabaret there. Turning it into a fancy burlesque club. They are having a grand opening this Saturday, probably impossible to get there. But...wait for it...they are having a big costume rehearsal this evening. And we are invited!" he is holding his breath and looking at me excited. I looked around the table, actually they all are staring at me.

"Fine. When should we left?" I said and throw my hands in surrender. Well, let's see what this will bring to us.