Chapter Seventy Two
The Crescent Moon packlands were a hive of activity, werewolves rushing from the different areas that were set up for the first day of the games. Chloe looked out of Cheryl's bedroom window, a sense of pride washing over her, as she saw how well organised everything was. Although she could not really take the credit, it had been a joint effort with Lacey taking on the majority of the work herself. She still felt like they had all achieved something. In the distance, she saw the buses from the Silverback Pack start to arrive, and inhaled a deep breath.
"They are here." she shouted over to Zander, then turned around to see him.
Instantly her breath was taken away, Zander stood in low-slung grey jogging pants, a white tightfitting t-shirt that showcased every bulging
