“I am so sick of being the last to know all the time.” I gritted my teeth, and Anetta shrugged.
“You’re not. My mate is on the council. I peek in sometimes.” She grinned, and I raised a brow at her.
Now that was my kind of wolf.
“Really?”
“Of course. How else would I find out all the gossip of the pack?”
I laughed. “I had this image in my mind of the council and it was mostly all old people saying things like ‘Back in my day.’”
She shook her head with a knowing smirk. “Oh, no way. The council is filled with hot-as-hell werewolves.
“They were the strongest of our kind once and their bodies show it. My mate is one of the oldest. He was never an alpha, but he came damn close.”
She grinned, and I raised a brow at her in surprise.
“Wait, so he’s, like, old old? Like ‘daddy’ ki
