Chapter 8

Alex

I hate parties. In my opinion, they are a huge waste of time. I’m the Lycan King and the Alpha of my pack—I should be helping my Beta, Zeke, do paperwork at home. Or train with my warrior Lycans with my Gamma, Sebastian. Even the gym would be time more well-spent.

The only thing besides Alpha work I have time for is Lycan ball since I plan for that sport to turn into a career. It also helps me keep muscle mass.

But this?

This is just misery!

I sigh to myself and run my hand through my wet hair. I barely had time to shower after practice since Amber’s new friend, Emma, was stressing so much. She kept telling Amber that we needed to go if we didn’t want to stand in a party queue for free beer, and so here I am, sitting on a chair at a freaking frat party. Could I get any more miserable?

“Are you having fun?”

I look up at Amber. She is almost as tall as me sitting when she is standing. Utterly adorable. But what is less cute is that she is holding a red plastic cup filled with who-k