Zane's POV

Dante sauntered towards the bar with his usual charm and grace before he dumped Joy’s drinks on the counter and huffed at the head bartender, “Stop tending to my Alpha’s drinks. I swear to God, I will have your head if I find another glass or bottle in her hand,” he warned.

“Beta Dante, I am sorry but Alpha Joy is faster than us and steals them before we can do anything,” the bartender spilled out his woes, making Dante chuckle.

Ah, that silky, heart ...