“I can explain everything, Rhiannon. It’s not really what you think it is. Please don’t tell your father!” Beta Homer’s pleading voice greeted my morning like the cold breeze that slapped my cheeks.

I sighed and put a hand on my waist. “What’s more to explain, Homer? You two were caught kissing and touching each other!”

I saw them as soon as I checked the backyard garden, eager to see the roses blooming I planted half a year ago in Homer’s house.

“It was only to make Lazel’s mate jealous!” Homer insisted.

“Yeah, Rhiannon. My mate is...busy with another female Beta. I’m just giving him a taste of his own...