“As your Alpha, I command you to save me,” I told them.
They just stared at me. Useless fucking pack.
Jessie was on a warpath, hair pulled back in a severe ponytail, face flushed, eyes bright. Robbie trailed warily after her, tense like he didn’t know if he should attack her if she got too close. I shook my head once at him, and he scowled over her shoulder at me before he went to stand with the others.
Jessie stopped right in front of me, mouth in a thin line. She still had that little freckle that I used to kiss. I don’t know why I focused on that.
She said, “You’re a fucking sack of shit.”
I sighed.
She said, “You knew about this? This whole time?”
“Jessie,” I said evenly. “Hi, welcome to Gordo’s.”
She stared at me. She was pissed. I didn’t blame her. Not really.
I was an Alpha. But she could be scary, so I said, “Chris has known about this for a while now too.”
“Hey!” Chris yelped. “Why are you throwing me under the bus?”
Jessie narrowed her eyes. “Oh, don’t you worry,” she said. “He’s going to get his. I can promise you that.”
“You suck, Ox,” Chris muttered. “Worst Alpha ever.”
Robbie growled at him.
“But you,” she said, poking me hard in the chest. “This is all your fault.”
“How is this my fault?” I asked, somewhat offended.
“Werewolves!” she shouted at me.
“Yes,” I said. “It’s also been six months since you found out about them. Why are you doing this now?”
She blinked at me. “I needed time to process.”
“Okay,” I said. “And now you’ve processed.”
“Werewolves,” she repeated.
“Werewolves,” I agreed.
“You knew. This whole time.”
“Not the whole time.”
“Yeah,” Rico said. “It was only almost the whole time.”
Jessie poked me in the chest again as I glared at Rico. He just winked at me.
“Are you one of them?” she demanded.
“No,” I said slowly.
“So you’re human.”
“No,” I said, even slower.