Jem sighed, and Alexander frowned as he looked at his brother. Grey was latched onto his side, his face on his brother’s neck before they kissed. “Okay, I get that you’re glad you’re alive and everything, but can you not try and suck each other’s faces off when we’re about to eat.”
“I still do not understand this modern world,” Amatheon muttered as he walked in with Brynn.
“I know,” Atticus replied, a small smile on his face as he patted the alpha. “It will take you some time to figure everything out. But Blue has said they will help you, Brynn, Clementine and Marabelle out until you get used to everything.”
“I see,” Amatheon said, looking down at his clothes. They were too large for him.
“And these garments are what people wear these days?”
“Yes. Exactly.”
When a rush of sweat dous
