The Rogue Kings I
“Fuck you, Charles.”
I laughed and took another sip of my beer. Damn, it was good. I wondered what it took to get these barrels in. I looked over at the bar and Finn had been switched out for the shorter wolf, he had deep circles under his eyes and was a grey color. Wrinkling my nose, I turned back to the group.
“What?”
“That Finn is a damn mountain. If he had any Alpha blood, he’d be a fucking force to be reckoned with.”
Nat chuckled. “Our Alpha, feeling insecure? Who would have thought.”