Yorick

“Shakespeare, wait up,” Zach calls. I turn and see him jogging up to me. “How’d it go?”

He hands me a sandwich which is great because I completely missed lunch and I’m starved. “Not great. They were going to kick me out until I told them that Cyra is my fated mate.”

“Is she going to be okay that they know?” he asks.

“Don’t know. But it couldn’t be helped. Thad wouldn’t have killed that little shit if she wasn’t. And like I pointed out to Alpha Leo, if they ...