Chapter 12Rémy’s Brooklyn townhouse
The eight Alphas sat in the library, all dressed in casual clothes. Luc, Rémy’s factotum, assisted Marie Claire, the housekeeper, with serving drinks and appetizers.
“I was surprised. The subway is a quick way to get around town. It beats sitting in traffic. I hate traffic,” Gabriel complained.
“Traffic is what got you out of the limousine when you found Kane,” Etienne pointed out.
Gabriel c****d his head and took a sip of his bourbon. “That’s true.” He chuckled, and then in a more serious tone, said, “I don’t know how I ever lived without him.”
“I think we all feel that way about our Mates, and Henri and I have only been with our Mates for less than a week.” Julien chuckled. “Henri, tell The Alpha what transpired last night.”
Henri downed his whis
