The Games
There is nothing quite like the yearly Games. It’s the best time of the year for we get to flaunt what we have, what we are and what we can do while others just watch on with jealousy. We were royalty among these peasants and it was great.
Our power can be felt throughout the entire event and it was glorious. I have basked in it yearly and it’s truly unfortunate that it’s my last year.
Like every year, we get here early in flashy long limousines, popping bottles and showering each other with wealth. We’re always early because we technically own the Games and control everything about it. That and little miss Princess Cora wants to scout for a mate early.
But the Alpha she wants will never come.
It’s our last year.
And he still hasn’t come.
Cora’s obsession with Alpha Aj
