A man with a trimmed, brown beard, long dirty blond hair, and grey eyes loomed over everyone else. He was bigger than Gavin at over six feet tall, bigger than David and Lothair, and wore a look of perpetual displeasure that made me feel like I was an ant. It was tiring feeling so small in front of these Alphas. Everett intimidated me, but some small part of me craved to challenge that fear and meet his eyes.

“Muriel, this is Everett March,” Gavin introduced briskly. “He’s the Alpha of ...