*Rose*

Shelby is chattering along as we walk back inside, back down the same corridors and passageways we’ve already gone. I nod and try to make agreeable sounds while she is talking because I don’t want to be rude, but on the inside, I’m not even listening to her—I’m thinking about the Alphas.

My Alphas.

At least, that’s what I’d taken to calling them for some reason I don’t quite understand. It isn’t as if they actually belong to me. If anything, I ...