The Alphas' Porn Star Mate
Her wolf’s eyes were locked on her burly friend, her back to Billy, and Mick was right behind her, hands raised like he was trying to calm Billy down.
“He’s a friend, man. Chill out,” Mick said calmly.
Another huge man, clearly a werebear, was standing close to Chloe, whispering words to his fellow giant. The braids guy was a werebear also.
“What happened?” I asked Dez, trying to take it all in to assess what to do.
“I don’t know, man,” he whispered, pushing Emily behind his back. “Billy walked out and growled ‘mate’, then all hell broke loose.”