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Theo groans. “Ah, come on,” he grumbles. “You skipped out last week!” “I don’t really feel like going out,” I shrug, toeing my gym shoes off. Theo folds his arms across his chest, still leaning on the doorframe. “This doesn’t have anything to do with that recruit, does it? The twin?” I peel my shirt off over my head, ball it up, and toss it in Theo’s direction. “No.” Theo catches the shirt, then tosses it back at me. “Liar.” I catch it, rolling my eyes as I chuck it into the hamper. “Come on,” Theo urges again. “Just come for one.” I grunt, grabbing the clean shirt off of my bed and putting it on. I tug my shorts down, replacing them with the jeans. After a moment, I breathe a long sigh. “Fine,” I say, stabbing my fingers through my hair. I glance in Theo’s direction as a satisfied grin spreads across his face. “Just for one.” Theo, Jax, Brock, Reid and I head into town a little after dark. It’s my pack’s town and a bar sits right on the edge, beckoning the squad members every Saturday. The half-mile long path through the forest between the squad complex and the bar is well worn, and people are already starting to fill the tables scattered around the edges of the bar’s interior when we arrive. We grab our usual high-top table tucked off in a corner by itself and a waitress immediately appears with a tray of beers. “Alpha Gray,” she greets, tipping her chin in respect. “I was wondering if