Damien came over to join us, wrapping an arm around Blake’s shoulders. He was on the shorter end of the typical height range of an Alpha, so he was about six inches taller than Blake. “Hey, maybe we should grab something to eat.”
“We have to talk about this,” I protested, annoyed that Damien would interrupt my conversation with Blake. He was still my mate, not his, and to top of off, he was another Alpha and for some reason a jealous knot was forming in my stomach about the thought of Damien wanting Blake to be the Luna for his Pack too. Blake wouldn’t go with him, would be? He loved me. I knew that, but Damien…
Blake nodded, looking up at Damien and breaking me from my train of thought. “Charlie’s right. We can’t have this wait until it’s convenient for us,” he looked over at me, a crea
