Even the young girls were dressed immaculately, and I noticed not one of them ate any of the food. They were quiet and had only spoken when they absolutely must. There was a dull lifelessness in their eyes.
“There are a lot of calories in that glass. Maybe you shouldn’t drink the whole thing.” Mr. Keith arched an eyebrow at me.
“She can drink the whole damn thing if she wants to,” Liam growled at the city alpha.
“I’m surprised that you allow her to wear jeans.” Tommy appeared beside Mr. Keith and shook his head in disapproval.
“Oh, they’ve only been mated for two months,” Beth said as if that explained everything.
“It doesn’t matter if it’d been fifty years; my mate can drink, eat, or wear whatever the hell she wants to.” Liam’s jaw clenched, and his fingers dug slightly into my side.
