Mated to Four
“I’m just the youngest of three Alpha and Luna offspring from a pack in Minnesota. Always the troublemaker.”
“Couldn’t you just avoid trouble? You don’t seem that bad,” I said, trying to offer some reassurance.
“That’s just escapism,” Adonis interjected, adjusting his glasses. “For kids under pressure. I know the type. Zion’s lucky he’s still normal. Me? I’m different.”
“I’ll give you that, Walsh—you’re odd,” Zion quipped. “But no offense, you’ve been way more talkative since Phoenix joined the team. By the way, I heard you slipped up earlier.”