“Look at you, my snow cones!” I was giggling when Tyler dropped whatever contempt he had in his eyes and smiled at me, giving over the girl that I started to undress, barely taking her first steps, and already in a snowball fight it seemed.
“You should be proud, Tori hit Clint right in his face!” He chuckled when I rolled my eyes. Yes, she sure did, using his arm, hearing men still laughing and complaining on the outside when they should be on guard, not playing around in the snow.
“The delta should be at his work too, kitchen apparently, not the fun parts either. Alpha Kyle seemed to have changed a lot since we left…” he drifted off talking, looking just as stern as me when I frowned. Brad was not a delta, and even if he was, did it make a difference? He was my Beta, and that was his ri
