Alpha Reid
“Do the others know? Did you know she was part of the shadow pack? How long was she with them?”
I hear footsteps from somewhere behind me and Chase shakes his head, glancing in the direction of the hallway that Reid and the others disappeared down earlier. “Some other time,” he mumbles, snatching the champagne bottle from me as I turn over my shoulder to see Reid, Cy, and Rob emerging. As they draw closer, I watch Rob’s eyes go from the stubbed out joint on the coffee table to the bottle of champagne in Chase’s fist disapprovingly, but he doesn’t comment. Good thing, too, because Chase is on one today.