Chapter 100

Everly

Pov

The arena was basically just an old football stadium that no one used anymore besides for city functions. The building was huge and well looked after but it was rare for the entire city to participate in the functions, most packs tended to stick to themselves and besides the annual alpha meeting you rarely caught everyone in the same place. But this challenge was all through the media so I wasn’t shocked to see this place packed to the brim, everyone crammed in like sardines in a can. Nervousness crept in as we pulled in next to the huge entrance. People walking in and I felt giddy seeing rogues entering a place that was otherwise forbidden to them. Valen’s men made sure they had entry through his tunnel entrance. Macey and Zoe stood by the doors next to Tatum and Marcus. Macey was the only one out of us that was still rogue and despite the offers she refused, saying she was happy with her status.

Although, I had a funny feeling with Tatum’s infatuation with her it would only be a matter of time. Valen would take and accept all the rogues without asking but it was more then that, I may be pack, Zoe pack, but we were all rogue, status is given but at heart, we clawed out from the rubble like the rest of them, bled beside them and took on society exactly the same.

No my village didn’t need a pack, this city should be pack, no names, no labels, no designation. One pack is how it was supposed to be and it should be, everyone free, and free to choose and free to live. That was what we wanted, just our freedoms, nothing more and nothing less.

Valen grips my knee as Valarian undoes his seatbelt when he sees Taylor and Casey, Casey waving a snow cone in the air for him. He jumps out and runs over to her, his had no color, just ice, the girls knew him too well. Valen shakes his head at him and chuckles before looking over at me.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t be more comfortable in shorts, you will ruin those pants shifting in them. I brought you a set in case you changed your mind,” Valen says while glancing down at my yoga pants. I shake my head. I wouldn’t be shifting, it would risk too much, my body would have to change too much.