DANTE
DANTE“Do you realize she was making a nest in our bed this morning?”
I froze at Mason’s words, my eyebrow arching as I watched Neve trying on lingerie through the one-way mirror between the changing room and the plush observation room we stood in. For most stores, that would’ve been an unforgivable breach of privacy, but this wasn’t most stores. This was Forte and Williams, a couture chain store that catered solely to alphas. Other laws, such as those that bound the beta population, didn’t apply here.
“Don’t be daft. She’s a beta, she doesn’t have those instincts,” I said dismissively, my attention on our little beta. We’d taken a break from our schedule to indulge in some retail therapy. The few bags Bane had sent to our apartment were pitiful, so we needed to replenish her wardr
