Alice's POV
Landon and I keep conversation flowing, and I feel really comfortable around him. I thought I would feel more intimidated being around the king of werewolves, but I'm not. I can only assume it's because he's my mate. After about two hours, we pull up to a building with graffiti covering it. I wonder what this place is.
Landon opens the door for me and holds a hand out for me to reach. "Where are we?" I ask, but he just smirks. Once we walk into the building entrance, I want to jump around like a little kid, but I hold it in. "Pick out your choice of color ammo and gun." The owner of the place says and asks for our clothing size. We both tell the man and he heads to the back of the store to get our supplies. "PAINTBALL!" I squeal to my king. He lets' out a sexy chuckle. "From
