THE ALPHAS FATED MATE
“Our new Luna just keeps throwing us curve balls. I’m kind of into it. It’s hot.”
WormWhick pulled a face and frowned at me, shaking his head slowly.
“You’re incorrigible,” he scolded. “If Asha hears you say shit like that, I won’t stop him from ripping you to ribbons.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I teased, shrugging WormWhick’s empty threat off easily. “Don’t pretend like you aren’t thinking the exact same thing, man.”
WormWhick scoffed, shoving at my shoulder.
“You boys never change…” WormWhick sighed.