Cleo
I was at home watching Eric pace back and forth across the lounge room floor. He looked over to where I was standing in the kitchen and said, “She said she was on her way home. It has been ages. So, where the hell is she?”
“How would I know? I am not her mother,” I replied, before taking a drink of my chocolate milkshake.
“Well, your friends with her. She talks to you,” he snapped.
“And you’re her mate, so… bite me,” I snapped back, annoyed that he was taking away my enjoyment of the drink I had made.
“Cleo, Eric, and Asher, I need the three of you in my office at the Alpha residence, right now,” Alpha Xavier’s voice said through the mind link.
“Oh, for the love of the Moon Goddess! Is it too much to ask to be able to enjoy my milkshake in peace and quiet,” I muttered. I glared
