Brother's Friend Becomes My Baby's Dad
“Or you’ll join your friend Aimee at the bottom of the Academy’s food chain.”
“No one asked for your advice,” I said, from behind Asher’s shoulder.
“I’m looking out for you. Maybe you can’t help yourself from being Asher’s whore –”
“Watch it,” Asher snapped.
“But at least he’s the son of an Alpha. Have some self-respect. Keep acting like this, and you’ll spend all your time down in the mud with the other pigs.” Joseph spoke boldly, barely pausing at Asher’s interruption.
Asher, body tense as a bowstring, took a threatening step forward. “Call her a whore one more time. Call her a pig.” His voice was low and dangerous, rough from his barely constrained wolf.