Crystal River Pack
Wyatt’s office door flung open and Anthony stormed in. Celeste was straddling her husband’s lap with her hands held in one of his above her head. His other hand was buried in her black hair as they kissed passionately.
“I can’t believe you would do that behind my back,” Alpha Anthony snarled as Terry stood nervously in the doorway.
“This seems to be right on schedule,” Wyatt said before nibbling on his mate’s lips. “Why don’t you go upstairs and start us a bath? I shouldn’t b