Ben
I hurried back to my room, list in hand. It was so easy to get her to give it to me. The most important thing, I was sure, was that her planning now was just decorations, menus, seating—things like that—which worked perfectly, because a man doesn’t handle that s**t. I would keep pushing, and she would give me the alpha title and take on the Luna role like a woman should. I just knew it.
I sat on the edge of my bed, pulling my phone out as I dialed my father’s number. It rang only twice before I heard the click of it connecting, followed by my father’s grouchy voice.
“This better be good news, Ben. I am running out of patience very quickly.”
“Calm down,” I grumbled. “It’s great news. I’m holding the list of invites to the graduation party at the end of next month.”
“So you get to s
