~Alerion~
If I had to clean up one more mess my brothers created because they couldn't keep their wolves in check around Valeria, I was going to lose my damn mind.
I stood in my home office, staring at the stack of incident reports on my desk. Three fights at the school this week alone. Three. And every single one traced back to the same problem, my i***t brothers acting like territorial animals instead of the grown men they were supposed to be.
The latest report was still warm from the printer. Property damage, multiple student injuries, and a very pissed off principal who was threatening suspension for all three of them. Again.
"f*****g brilliant," I muttered, loosening my tie with more force than necessary.
Twenty-five years old, and somehow I'd become the family's cleanup crew. CE
