“I’m Kyle, my father is the beta of the Slate pack. He is always dragging me along with him on these things which no offense is usually pretty boring. I know this is supposed to be a celebration but…” Kyle looked around with his eyes raised. “This is more like a retirement party than a school graduation party. I mean where is the alcohol?”
“Just what a bunch of puffed-up wolves need is alcohol to fuel their egos.” Lucy sighed and inwardly rolled her eyes. This guy was cute but so far that was all he had going for him.
Kyle chuckled. “You are not at all how I imagined the werewolf princess. I expected someone more quiet and reserved.”
“Of course you did. I bet your idea of a good woman is one who stays at home with the pups. She keeps the house clean and has a hot meal waiting for you wh
