Twelve

Brielle allowed a smug grin to grow on the edge of her lips as she sashayed her hips across the room, feeling confident she had managed to throw a curveball the triplets way. She looked hot and she knew it.

Ocean whined within her as the leggy blonde still clung to one of the triplets like a koala bear, desperately trying to regain his attention, but Brielle knew better than to give them the satisfaction of knowing it had effected her.

She had her game face on.

“Wait until I get my paws on that bitch.” Ocean growled as she paced back and forth.

Brielle chuckled at her wolf’s jealous threats as she took a champagne flute off a passing by waiters tray. She brought the glass to her lips, carefully taking a steady sip, before turning her attention to Harlie and Scarlett.

Harlie crinkled her nose as amusement flickered in her blue orbs. “Worked like a charm.” She sighed contently.

Scarlett burst into a fit of giggles as she shook her head in dismay. “Thing one l