August
"Damn thing," I muttered, bending a piece of pliable wood that had come loose when I moved the latticed arch. It was built to frame Alpha Derek and Aeliana while she became his Luna. Our Luna. The only problem was, whoever had built the contraption had done a piss poor job, and the woven pieces were popping out of the frame every few feet. By the time I settled it in place, it was falling apart, and I was stuck trying to fix it by myself.
I swore when my finger rubbed against one of the roughened ends and picked up a sliver. Sucking on the injured area, I glared up at the arch. If I didn't know it was an inanimate object, I would swear it was laughing at me.
"Hey, August!"
The sound of Thomas's breathless greeting made me look up. He was usually calm and quiet, so this was out o
