Amie
It was the day before the last game. It felt surreal. Sam had the day planned in detail. Everyone knew the last game was always special. It was always focused on physical strength. Sam had us do some light training in the morning. He and Matilda had planned a nice lunch and then he forced all of us to take a nap. I was feeling like a kid.
‘Wanna take the nap together?’ Finlay mindlinked me.
‘Don’t even joke about it. Did you see the look in Sam’s eyes when Ramses said he didn’t feel like napping? I’m going into my room and if I can’t fall asleep, I will pretend to snore,’ I told him. Finlay chuckled as he headed for his own room. In the afternoon we all went for a run in wolf shape and then Sam had arranged for the healers to give us massages and rub some kind of ointment into our
