Alphas Betted Bride
”They’re friends with Sam,” I repeated and mentally slapped myself for being so stupid.
”Yup, the bitch squad,”
”Is that their name?” She shrugged a shoulder.
”It’s my name for them,”
”What’s your name?” I asked.
”Cassy, it’s short for Casandra,” she said.
”I’m Gabby, it's short for Gabriella,” Cassy started laughing and I was befuddled.
”I know, you’re my Luna, remember?” I cringed when I heard that. I was nobody's Luna, or at least I didn't feel like one.