“I knew I smelled something rotten,” Tony said. He dusted his hands off on his shirt and crossed his arms over his chest, revealing several more tattoos on each.
“Oh my Gawd, Tony, watch ya mouth,” Adriana said, scowling at him.
“Mind your business, Adriana. What are you doing here, halfie?” Tony asked and Adriana gasped, clapping a clawed hand over her mouth. More gold than I’d ever seen in one place flashed on her fingers.
Beau flushed and stared at the floor. Halfie? Was that some sort of insult to shifters?
“Nothing,” Beau snapped. “I just came to share some of your world-class hospitality and pizza with my girlfriend.”
“Please, ignore him, doll. We’re all fahmily here so make yahselves at home,” Adriana said, waving us forward.
She selected one of the rickety tables by the back
