Hunter couldn’t help but smirk as he glanced over the chaos of the pack house. It was the aftermath of Celeste’s latest prank, a harmless but well-executed concoction involving honey, glitter, and, somehow, a horde of squirrels. The place was a glittery, sticky mess, and the Betas were currently attempting to lure out the last of the little invaders.

Celeste leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed and eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Told you they wouldn’t see it coming,” she ...