~Hannah~
The crowd is roaring. The moon is full in the sky. Two wolves in black furs are facing each other. Liam and Jaxon.
“That's the two candidates. Who do you think will win?” I hear two guys conversing.
“Liam Durk.” The first guy scoffs.
“Why not Jaxon Blackwood? Liam's a modafuvking drunk. He's got no fight in him.”
“Jaxon Blackwood? Heard he's only interested in engineering stuff and hangs around them all day.” The second guy mocks.
“Jaxon isn't that strong but he's been really training. I assure you, he will win. Drunk Liam Durk can't do s**t. Wanna bet?”
“Why the heck they got same furs colour? Which one is Liam Durk and Jaxon Blackwood?”
“Are you blind. That's Durk on the right and Blackwood on the left,” second guy explains.
Liam on the right? I shift closer. “This
