By the time Cole and I made it back to the Alpha house, I had three suitcases, two boxes, a bag of shoes, and one extremely dramatic older brother who had insisted on following us.
Apparently, Jake needed to make sure I wasn't being held hostage. By my mate. Who was also his best friend.
I was beginning to think the Moon Goddess had paired Cole and me purely for her own entertainment.
“That's the last one,” Jake announced, dropping a box onto the bedroom floor.
I looked at the label.
EMMA'S UNDERWEAR.
In enormous black letters.
I slowly turned toward him. “You did not.”
He folded his arms. “I thought you should know which box it was.”
Cole leaned against the doorway, looking entirely too entertained. “Very helpful, Beta.”
“Don't encourage him.”
Jake pointed at Cole. “And you. We
