Chapter 8.
REAGAN LOOKED BACK and forth between Grayson and the stupid big guy to their left. He dropped the sleeve he still held and wrapped his palm around the wolf with glowing blue eyes. He loved the new addition to his birthmark.
Scientifically, it wasn’t possible. But since seeing Grayson shift into a wolf and feeling his body grow bigger and stronger in only a few short days, he was beginning to think anything was possible in this world.
But what was with the gay hate speech?
“What’s he talking about, Grayson? Megan told me you guys don’t care about gay and straight.”
Grayson nodded once. “We don’t.”
Marcus, the slimy blond, sneered at him. “Grayson is the only son of his father’s line. And you’re his mate. Do you know what that means, little human? It means his line is done.
