The Alpha's Warlock
“But you’re good for him. Only you can decide if he’s good for you.”
I didn’t ask. Arik would tell me someday, or he wouldn’t. But gods, I was so glad in that moment that he’d found Matt, the kindest and most even-tempered alpha in the world—even if when he did occasionally lose his temper, it was best to run and duck for cover. Arik deserved that. What Calder had told me about Arik’s childhood burned in my chest. I wasn’t exactly the most kid-friendly dude; I mostly avoided them, since they were sticky and knocked things over and you had to remember not to curse in front of them.