Alpha Chase
“I’m honored you chose my shop for your first ink.”
“Vee here is pretty convincing,” Chase drawls, slipping an arm over my shoulders and pulling me into his side possessively. “You should bump that finder’s fee up to twenty percent.”
Benji nods. “Done.”
“Wait, really?” I ask, looking from Chase to Benji with wide-eyed enthusiasm.
Benji shrugs. “Sure, why not? Bring another Alpha in here and I’ll do it for free. Money can’t buy that kind of advertising.” He turns, gesturing for us to follow him further into the shop. “C’mon back, I’ll get set up.”