The Bane And The Alpha Beast
Brad looked at me for a moment, and then, because he was Brad and apparently incapable of letting sincerity exist without dragging humor through it first, he glanced past me at Ronan and Caelan.
“Can I answer honestly, or do I have to make it sound noble because the two overprotective husbands are standing there?”
Ronan arched a brow. “Watch yourself.”
Caelan didn’t bother hiding his smirk.
I waited.
Brad let out a quiet breath and looked away, this time not toward the ground, but toward the cabins where everyone was still settling in.
“I’m fine,” he said, and then corrected himself before I could call him on it. “No. That’s a lie. I’m not exactly thrilled that the Moon Goddess handed me a m