I bathed and dressed faster than I ever had, combed through my long dark strands of hair, then met my alphas outside my suite.

Brax chuckled, obviously back to the Brax I knew. “You’re going to get us in trouble, Spitfire, but I have a feeling you quite enjoy that concept.”

He laughed, and I smirked. I did.

“Let’s go. I’m starving, and even eyeball stew sounds more appealing than having to eat with the pack tonight after today’s…issues.” Derik sighed.

“Why?” I asked, and he cleared his throat.

“It got to the other wolves that Brax and Kai were fighting over you. It doesn’t bode well for the strength...