“Keisha, don’t you dare hurt my heir again,” my brother seethed, only for my mate to slap the back of his head.

“Are you deaf?” my mate reprimanded.

“Alpha Raylen, with all due respect…”

“Shut up, your breath stinks,” my mate slapped the back of Caspian’s head again, making me almost chuckle, but I kept my fierce look at Cassandra, who was still shaking like a leaf in the ring.

“So you’re up the duff again. You’re sure it’s my brother’s?” I asked, arms ...