Alpha Mars' POV
I am laying on the couch in my alpha guest suite at the Crystal Lake Pack packhouse, sound asleep. The marriage contract I am trying to dissect to find a loophole on my broad chest.
I feel a nudge against my boot and crack one eye open. My Beta, Hunter, is staring down at me. He’s all dressed up in a black tuxedo, his dark hair slicked back, and a stupid grin on his freshly shaven face.
“Why do you look like a f*****g penguin?” I grunted out in my sleepy state.
He grins down at me. “Tonight’s Hazel’s 18th coming-of-age ceremony. Oh, and your mother had a penguin suit made for you, too, asshole.” He says in a cheeky tone.
I let out a growl. “No thanks, asshat.” I say, glaring at Hunter’s attire with disgust. Today has already been a shitty day of dealing with annoying
