Bailey shows up at my door at seven with two bottles of wine and a grin that promises trouble.
"Girls' night," she announces, pushing past me into my room. "Non-negotiable. Kael's orders."
"The Alpha ordered a girls' night?"
"Well, I told him I was doing it and he said it was a good idea, which is basically the same thing." She sets the wine on my desk and turns to face me, hands on her hips. "You've been here almost a month and we haven't properly bonded. That's unacceptable."
I glance at the training clothes I'd been about to put on. "I was going to—"
"Train? At seven PM? On a Friday?" Bailey shakes her head. "Nope. You're coming to my place, we're drinking wine, and you're going to tell me everything."
"Everything?"
"Everything." Her smile softens. "Look, I know things have been
