Chapter 110. Choosing Another Path

Mason’s POV

I was standing on the sidelines as Riley got up on the table with a carafe in his hands. The green liquid didn’t look safe to drink, but everyone was stomping eagerly. They got louder as he raised it to the sky and lit a match. He held the match under the carafe. The liquid began to boil, and someone got up there with him and held a knife in her hands. I walked closer. Her head was covered with a hood, and the blade was raised and then punctured Riley’s hand; the blood trickled down his wrist and into the neck of the carafe, mixing with the green goo.

This backward pack was crazier than I thought. The pack erupted in cheers and howls, everyone reaching out their cups to get a fill of the blood-mixed drink. I was working on keeping the meat pie down.

The girl started jumping next to Riley. She lowered the hood and smiled widely as his lips slammed down on hers. His tongue entered her mouth, and it looked like they were eating each other up on the