Alice's POV -
No one does debauchery better than the werewolves. When the pack parties, they party hard. I turned towards the rest of the pack and saw that other females had shifted and were running into the forest. Every eligible female was running.
I then looked back at Lucian, who was grinning from ear to ear. I turned around and started running into the woods. Though I had just hunted a boar, the thrill of being chased was different. This time I was the prey and Lucian were my hunter.
I continued to sprint and watched as other males caught other females. If they wanted to mate, then they did. If not, then the female would take off running again in the hopes of getting caught by the male that they wanted.
"Ready for some tussle, mate," Lucian said in my mind.
He sounded close to m
