DILLON
"Alpha Gideon won't accept Samantha back into his pack so I'm bringing her to this pack tomorrow," Michael says, over a drink.
Ever since he found his mate, he's been busy with her. I suggested we go out for a drink and discuss pack affairs and here we are in the VIP lounge of our favorite bar where we usually meet to discuss important things without making it obvious to pack members.
"Are you sure about that?" I ask, picking my glass of liquor from the table and drinking from it. "You've already marked her, haven't you?"
He tilts his head and lowers the collar of his shirt, exposing the fresh bite mark printed against his neck, "I have, I couldn't wait any longer."
"Sounds like you," I say.
"I know we have this war thing going on, but I want to introduce her to the pack tomor
