The Pack's Alpha
Zach says.
“No problem, Nickname,” Yorick says, grinning at him.
“Nick ... No! I make the nicknames. I don’t have one,” he says.
“Sounds like you do now, Nickname,” Piper says, crossing the finish line and joining our group.
“Yeah, Nickname,” Landon says, slapping him on the shoulder.
Zach turns and points at me. “You’re the last hold out, Aphrodite.”
“Aphrodite?” I ask.