Alpha Step Daddy : Four Mates, One heart
I just wanted to graduate and maybe find a life where people didn't try to kill me every Tuesday.
"You're in my seat."
I looked up.
Standing over me was Becca. She was one of the pack's top hunters—a tall, lithe woman with a jagged scar running down her forearm and eyes like flint. She had been with the Iron Howlers since before Dominic took over, and she didn't hide her distaste for "the human girl" who had suddenly become the center of their world.
"The table is twenty feet long, Becca," I said, taking a slow sip of my coffee. "Pick another spot."