We found our spots amongst the pack, and I started stretching. My eyes wandered around the crowd, noticing that no one else was prepared. No stretches, no nothing. Denny was even distracted talking to a girl with two other guys.
"Does no one take this seriously?" I whispered to Denny.
He looked around, taking in the crowd as I had. But just turned and walked away after a few minutes.
"That's the one that's supposed to be their mate." Whispers came from behind me.
"HER? NO! I would make a much prettier Luna." I recognized their voices as the blonde and brunette that had my mate's scent all over them on my second day here.
My blood boiled with jealousy and hatred.
I want to rip their guts out and hang them by their intestines at the territory gates… Breathe, Harley. Breathe…
"Alrig
