Solana's POV
Alpha Solana— not Lady Solana. My new reality was flashing before my eyes.
"You can ride with me in car." Beta Gerald offered. "I was actually instructed to pick you up."
I gave him an awkward laugh. "There is no need. I am riding with Marcel."
He frowned when I said that, his gaze going to assess Marcel, but my mate said nothing. I could only guess that they didn't expect someone from the Crescent wolves pack to come with me. Especially not the Alpha's own brother.
I asked them to go ahead, before going back to Marcel's car. I wondered if they perceived the smell of s*x on me. But I was thankful that they didn't say anything.
When we got to the pack house, the Omegas prepared Ronald's room for me, suggesting that I moved in there. But I declined. I felt more comfortable
