Despite my reluctance, and trying my hardest to avoid the evening, my friends had ensured I had met them, and soon enough, we were in the town, touring the bars like nothing had changed since we were teens. Having fun, drinking as much as we could, knowing that the alcohol would take little effect on our werewolf bodies. We were out to enjoy ourselves and to ensure that our friend enjoyed his celebrations.One of the bonuses of being a werewolf was our tolerance of alcohol. We could drink it in serious excess before it had any major effect. Though, in some ways, that could also be somewhat of a downside too. For example, if it was you paying the bill, which often fell to me, or if you were wanting to drown your sorrows… which again seem to fall on me pretty often of late…Ah well, tonight, I was here to try to enjoy my time with my friends, celebrating Jaxon getting married. Killian, Leon and Eli, three of the pack’s best warriors, and also three more of my closest friends had come al
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