Was he actually jealous? The idea seemed absurd, but the way he was looking at us made me wonder if I’d been mistaken before, and my heart did a stupid little flip.
But Alexander was an Alpha at the end of the day, and I was his mate. It was likely just biology. I repeated that thought in my head and forcefully shoved down whatever feelings that had begun to form before they could take root.
“Fine,” Alexander finally said, leaning back in his chair. “I’ll play.”
Liam’s grin widened as he filled our glasses with wine. “Excellent. The rules are simple: think of the first person who comes to mind. Then we take turns asking questions to figure out who it is.”
“I’ll go first,” Liam offered, leaning back in his chair. “I’ve got someone in mind.”
“Is it a man or a woman?” I as
