Finley
"We’ve arrived."
I looked at Phoenix’s twin, whose face appeared blank. I had faintly heard her mumbling, but it was lost to the wind during our ride. I realized —Phoenix’s twin is indeed a she-wolf; something warm and soft pressed against my back.
What man wouldn’t enjoy that sensation? Add to it her awkwardness whenever she's around the four of us. I invited her out today to get to know her better, without any particular agenda—or is there one?
Even Lexus supported my actions. The first time I realized Lexus had hinted that my mate might be her, I was amused, thinking at first it was a joke. I couldn’t believe it when I saw Phoenix’s twin standing in front of Zion’s room.
I repeated myself, “We’re here, hello!” I waved a hand in front of her face.
“Sorry. Wait, is this the p
