Wyatt POV
“So, you like red wine?” I asked, making conversation. She grinned at me.
“Like, usually I don’t, but father says a good Luna must have a diverse palette.” She mimicked her father.
“You can have a diverse palette without wine.” I countered as she took another sip.
Her glass was almost empty. I quickly mind-linked one of the omegas tending to the dinner to bring us a bottle to keep my guest talking.
“Yes, but father said that Alpha Wesley was a red wine drinker and this was the exact one he liked, so he made sure we drank it every night at dinner so we acquired the taste.”
I smiled and nodded at her. That f*****g snake, Alpha.
“My brother is a fan of this wine. What else do you think he likes?” I prompted her.
“Oh that’s easy.” She proceeded to list every interest my bro
