Wendy

“Alpha Henry! What are you doing here?” I ask. My heart does that little flutter thing it always does when I see Henry. This time, though, it’s not as strong as it usually is. Maybe Yorrie was right. I needed something to distract me from my infatuation with Alpha Henry, and boy have I found it. Or more accurately, I’ve found them. Plural. More than one distraction.

Yorick arrived home earlier. Since I knew he’d been kicked out, I waited for him. He’d hugged me quickly, then ...