SPICER GRAY
I feel giddy everywhere. It was the first time having a mind link with anyone in the pack, freely. Moreso, my mate. My wolf is excited. Although it was a small gesture, I must see the bigger picture.
My mate smiled at me. My mate spoke to me. That level of intimacy proves something, right?
“You don’t care who takes the pack, do you?” My wolf asks after some time.
My wolf is allergic to happiness. I swear. Can’t he see I wasn’t planning on getting out of this small bubble I have created in my head? Damn it.
Alpha Debra isn’t some devil Mirabel knows. Alpha Debra is the devil herself. Even without the evidence that she has something to do with Alpha Caden’s plan, I swear on my wolf she did. Seriously, who else can come up with one plan after another?
She found her way in
