CAPTURED AS THE ALPHA’S SURROGATE
Around us, murmurs threaded through the crowd , curiosity, amusement, the soft click of bets being placed in invisible ledgers.
"Jackie, step out here." Right on cue, a female stepped forward. Wavy blond hair tied into a ponytail with a face dressed up with the right consistency of makeup. For training? Really? "This is Jackie."
Her ponytail flicked as she moved, and the sun kissed the highlights in her hair. There was a practiced sheen to her appearance that said she took value in looking the part, even for a fight.
"Hi." I greeted.
"Humph." She rolled her eyes before they switched back to her Alpha.