"Alphas, I gotta admit you're the best cook in the whole world. Well, except Alpha Destiny," Rhett complemented Brandon and Calvin.
"Asslicker," Chaz snorted, earning a death stare from Rhett.
"How did you know? He's the best asslicker you'll find in this pack" Nicolette asked, making me choke on the food.
Dammit. I cursed as I gulped the nearest liquid I could find. That happened to be the wine in Destiny's glass.
"I don't think we need to know that,'' Aunt Jennifer shuddered with disgust.
"Just like we don't need to hear you screaming your ass off every night. Just how can you f**k like rabbits every day. You don't even let poor Luke set his foot inside the house before you pull him into your bedroom," Nicolette snorted in return.
If this continues I'm sure the war will start
