Chapter 83: Myths

As night replaced day, Lycan pack continued their celebrations in front of Waverly’s family home. A fire pit was lit in the action and groups gathered in different areas of the lawn, chattering about past, present and future events. Waverly stood in a circle, chatting with Sawyer, Isadore, and Finn when Drake approached them.

“Finn, my boy,” he said as he came up behind him and patted him on the back. He clinked his beer can against Finn’s. “Congratulations! How are you feeling?”

Finn smirked and nodded, looking at his hand, which was wrapped tightly in gauze. “I’ll be better once this hand heals,” he replied, stretching his fingers in and out.

Drake laughed. “Of course ya will. I remember when your father ascended and got his scar. It’ll heal soon, don’t you worry.”

Finn looked to Drake and smiled. “How’s Micah’s training going?”

“Great!” Drake stated, taking a sip of his drink. “He’ll be a great Beta for you, once it’s my time to step down.”