Alpha Oliver
Narissa smirked, her eyes twinkling with amusement.
I shoot her a scowl, not impressed she intentionally knew the damage that could have done to me or her pack members.
“I was curious if you inherited anything from our shared parent,” she whispered only low enough for me to hear, her eyes shimmering with curiosity. I was about to ask what she meant but got interrupted by the fucker who, in the end, did fuck all in being the ref.
“Carl will meet with you later about the stables,” he says, hands in his pockets, eyes darting between the three of us uncomfortably.