86 - Bachelor Party, Part 02

"Finally," Damon grunted as I appeared at the entrance of the Hall.

"Missed me already?" I teased, laughing.

"Never, but I'm dying for a drink," he winked at me.

Our small group consisted of me, Bruno, Damon, Toby—who had become someone special and very close to us over the past year—the head of security for the pack's soldiers, and Malia's brothers.

Of course, we were going to do something super healthy that didn’t involve women and sex, even though my pack leader was tempted to call a stripper. I knew because he asked me several times if I was sure.

We had to explain to him that we were all mated wolves and, even though he didn't understand it completely, we knew the pain of betrayal was almost unbearable. He just nodded and laughed as he lounged on my couch two nights ago.

"I really want to get wasted," I grumbled.

"Why?" Bruno asked, wrapping his arm around my neck. "Our kids are safe and asleep, our wives are calm, what would make you want to get wasted?"

"Malia's dress size," I