19. Touch me

Celine

“Why exactly did you want to grab a drink?” Nessa asks. “It’s not even night yet.”

“Not grab a drink. We’re going to get drunk.” I correct. The good waiter delivers my order. Bottles and bottles of Droll beer. Normal beer wouldn’t get me drunk, but this one was mixed with a special poison that affects werewolf system in much the same way beer affects humans, at least for a few hours before our bodies purge it out. I need it. I can’t bear to think straight for the next few hours.

“Wanna talk to me about what’s bothering you?” She asks and I shake my head.

“Just drink with me.”

“Oh well, it’s been a while I did this.” She says and drains her glass. “Damn that hit the spot.”

I drain mine too and immediately refill both of our glasses. I won’t feel the effects until my fifth cup at least.

“I used to abuse Droll.” I say with a fond smile.

“Really?”

“Yes. You must have noticed how weak my wolf is. It wasn’t easy, being an alpha’s daughter and being so weak. I used to get picked o