Chapter 87: Gaining a wolf and a mate

Genevieve's POV Giggling drunk teenagers, loud music and the atmosphere of happiness brought a smile to my face. I felt happy and content with just watching everyone. "Are you drunk?" a voice asked. I looked up at him from the floor where I was crouched. I smiled. "Of course I'm not drunk, Nolan. Can't you tell a drunk person and someone who's not drunk apart?" I asked. "That's what every drunk person says. They deny it. How many glasses did you drink?" he inquired. "I'm not sure. How many glasses did I drink?" I scrunched up my nose and placed a hand on my temple in a thinking position. "One, two, three..," I counted my fingers silently. "You drank that much?" he asked in shock. "Be quiet. Why did you interrupt me? I wasn't done counting yet," I scolded slurring my words. "Where's Andrea? How could she let you drink like this?" he inquired, glancing around. "Here I am," she replied with a hand up as she walked towards us. Nolan shook his head at us. "You are also wasted," he said to h