Page 68 of Knot What I Expected

“No.”

My Wolf snarls.

“Sit your furry ass down. We are not fighting the Bear because he doesn’t know how to buy shit for his mate.”

Wreck’s mismatched eyes narrow.

“You talking to me or the Wolf?”

“Yes.”

He rolls his eyes.

“Just pick up the fucking present, Havoc.”

“Why me?”

“Justin’s out checking the east perimeter.”

“Smart fucker.”

“And I have six reports due because apparently the state doesn’t accept we put the fucking fire out as sufficient documentation.”

I glance at the mountain of paperwork on the desk.

Huh.

He does look miserable.

Good.

“Still not seeing how that becomes my problem.”

Wreck leans back in the chair.

“Because I’m asking you.”

Something in his voice changes.

Not a dominance challenge exactly.

Not a direct order.

It’s just Wreck.

The beast we chose to lead us.

Our Alpha.

Fuck.

I hate that shit.

Because if he tried to force me, Monster and I would fight him just for the hell of it.

But he doesn’t. So I don’t.

In fact, Wreck almost never demands anything from Justin or me.