I Kissed The Supreme Alpha By Mistake
Something flickered across her face — not quite anger, something closer to unease — before she recovered, turning her attention to Damon with a smile considerably warmer than the one she'd given me.
"Alpha Ashford. I don't believe we've properly met. Priya Cross." She extended a hand he shook briefly, politely, without an ounce of the warmth she'd clearly been fishing for. "I have to say, it's fascinating watching my cousin's little rebound turn into... whatever this is."
"Whatever this is," Damon repeated, mild as anything, "seems to be going considerably better than your engagement, from what I understand. Congratulations on the wedding, by the way. When is it, exactly? I heard it kept get