42. Squirty Cream

SKYLA.

A short while later, I stretch as the music begins playing. There’s another break before the final round and it gives them time to heal. That’s why these games are the best. These fighters could go for hours and duel it out.

I stand up, “Alright, you guys get the table and stuff cleared up and I’m going to go make us hot drinks so we can have some doughnuts. One box belongs to me and me alone.” I declare.

“Hah you wish, you’re the shortest and smallest here, so you get the least share.” Theo shoots back as I gather the plates.

No, I’m not. Let me shift to my Lycan form and I’ll tell you who’s the biggest.

“Ass” I counter before carrying the plates out, glancing at Malevolent, who is sleeping beside Royce.

I scrape the food off the plates, emptying them into the bin before placing them in the sink.

Washing up is one of the rare jobs I actually don’t mind. I find it oddly therapeutic at times. If I’m in the mood, otherwise nah.

Hearing footsteps, I turn to see Renji and Ro