ALPHAS of the PEAK
“True. And I doubt we’ll make it a week without a real fight, but it’s better than sitting around waiting for them to corner us again.”
“Well, if you need an enforcer for this charade, you know who to call.” He leaned in and dropped a quick, brotherly kiss on my cheek, grinning. “I’m a scholar of the heart.”
“Stop marking my female, Preston,” an amused, low voice vibrated from the doorway. “I might have to challenge you.”
We both looked up to see Harrison standing there, a tray of food in his hands. “I see the two of you finally realigned your stars,” he murmured, sounding oddly relieved. “About time. Preston’s been moping around the halls like a lost omega.”
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