I look around the pit stop. On a Sunday morning, it is teeming with tourists—those that planned to stay in Baguio city over the weekend, and those that are returning to Manila.
According to Luis, Risa and Ullyses got married in Sierra Madre. Thus, this time, they plan the wedding anniversary to be close to Risa’s wolf pack in the Cordillera mountain ranges, more specifically in Benguet, which is the southernmost part of it.
But since Risa wasn’t able to get permission to allow werewolves from different packs to come within the Cordillera werewolf community, the actual celebration will be in The Plaza, one of the hotels in Baguio, which is the nearest city they can hold it.
The wedding anniversary is tomorrow and truth be told, they expected us to arrive yesterday. But because I marked
