Marissa
Brian picked me up hours later, taking me to the weekend events where sports competitions were on one side and cultural performances on the other.
Our pack was going through a recession, but we sure knew how to have fun.
I needed the distraction. After the argument with my father, staying home and sulking wasn’t an option.
Brian had promised I'd feel better if I let myself enjoy the event.
He was right.
I sat in the stands with Brian and Sydney, watching young warriors spar in the ring. The clash of bodies, the shouts, and the roars of encouragement sent a surge of energy through the crowd.
"Now that's how a real warrior fights," Brian said, nudging me. "None of that Lycan arrogance you're surrounded by."
"You do realize Lycans are stronger, right?”
Brian scoffed. "I'l
