Keiran – POV
As we three make it to the frat house, the bass from inside is already thumping through my ribs like a second heartbeat. I’m still hung over from last night’s bullshit, but f**k it—we walk in flanked by nothing but power.
Will was already sizing up the ladies while yanking Raymond toward a group of giggling girls, introducing him loud as hell like, “Ladies, this is the War General of the Western Border Packs.”
Panty-dropping words.
I could see it instantly hit Raymond like a freight train. Dude wasn’t used to that kind of attention—at all. He looked like he wanted to evaporate. Will was laughing like a damn hyena.
I spotted my boys—Chris, Mika, Tenison, and Danny—Alpha heirs from all over. The moment they saw me, the shots started flying.
I started throwing them back lik
