Rules of Glory: The Last Alpha
Ghost looks back at me wagging her tail before she runs after them.
"She's fixed right?" Leelie asks coming out of the room next to me.
"Of course she is," I nod.
"Good, Demon isn't," she shrugs. "Stud services,"
I laugh looking over at her to see her wearing black skinny jeans, her signature kick-ass ankle combat boots, a white fitted v-neck, and her leather jacket. Today her hair is down. The waves of her hair are shiny and very silky looking. I take in a deep breath to smell the mouth-watering scent coming from the rooms across from me. She looks at the door and then back at me. I have been avoiding them since they got here.