Alpha Jax
I’m sure tonight’s meeting will be anything but, and as an actual participant for this one, I’m taking everything in.
When we step inside the packhouse, I take stock of who’s there already- Gray’s the first one I see, posted up on a couch beside Reid and flanked by two other guys who must be their betas. Jax’s dad, Alpha Damian, is nearby chatting with the host of tonight’s meeting, Alpha Vaughn. Damian spots us as we enter, cutting his conversation with Vaughn short as he tosses us a wave and makes his way over.
“So?” he asks, looking to Jax expectantly. “Have I got a fourth daughter or what?”