Bella
I blinked. This was surely the strangest pack house in the world. Why would the notorious twin Alphas ask to sleep in a bed with a slave? Why were these powerful men standing in my room, looking at me with pleading puppy-dog eyes? But I found that I couldn’t deny them. I didn’t even want to. I bit my lip and nodded my consent, still feeling awed that they were even asking my permission.
Their faces lit up with happiness, like little kids being offered their favorite sweet treat. I tried not to look at their perfect, half-naked bodies as they lifted the covers and slid onto the bed on either side of me. Byron slipped an arm around me, and turned me slightly so that my back was pressed against his front. I felt my face heat up as I realized my bottom was being perfectly crad
