Chasing Their Unloved Luna
I snap.
“What? You can’t take the sexual talk from me? Or you can’t handle me talking about your mates or dick?” Lena teases.
“All of it,” I growl.
“She’s onto something, though,” Damien chuckles. “DO we have any other mates? How many mates becomes too many?”
“I don’t think my underage sister needs to be thinking or talking about mating anyone,” I snarl.
“Okay, but in regards to us not her…think about it…the Alphas discovered their fourth mate later. How many mates are too many?”