Jack
“I’ll be right down,” I grumble at Hunter and shut the door.
“You mean we, right?” Priscilla is right behind me.
“No, I mean me,” I correct her and walk past my pile of clothes on the ground. Omegas scrounged up a few things I could wear as I was too small for Deacon’s crap. I pull on a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt.
“I thought you said this was our pack and that I had an equal say,” Priscila c***s her hip and blinks her eyes at me.
“I just got you back,” I embrace her. “I don’t want to risk losing you again.” I peck her on the forehead.
“You aren’t going to lose me, Jack. I am yours forever,” she huffs. “But I need to know what is going on too.”
I look her in the eye and realize she is right. “Fine,” I huff, as there is another knock on the door. With a growl, I walk over t
