Alpha Lorenzo
I lifted a brow, staring at his green eyes and that red hair he always keeps slicked back stiff with gel.
“No, no. I’m just warning you. I know how much you hate all that... and there’s something else. Actually... now that I think about it, I don’t know if I should still be advising you to go.” He paused, thoughtful.
It was obvious he hadn’t expected me to say yes.
“Spit it out.”
“The Lycan King is very old-school about relationships. He doesn’t approve much of Omegas under contract just for their womb. She doesn’t have to be your official Luna, but Lorenzo...” He stopped, dead serious.