Rafe
He focused on the work at hand, with Luci not there inside the pack, his attention was exactly where it needed to be, and though having Petra come to their suite the night before Luci had left, and look from him to Jack, shake her head and murmur, “Really, the Alpha’s daughter, the Heir to the pack?”
Jack had smiled right at her. “It’s not the first time.” He sounded fully amused, to Rafe’s ear.
“So, it started in our pack then.” She’d sighed and sat herself down in a chair in their living area. “You’re both asking for trouble.”
“It’s not going to cause trouble, Petra.” Rafe had told her, and it wasn’t. The girl was a delight for them, happy and playful, enjoyed their company as much as they did hers. There was no actual harm in it if they all consented, which they did.
“The girl
