“What do you guys think of adding to the pack?” I asked one morning.

The table went silent, everyone pausing in mid-bite or drinking. I shifted uncomfortably, wishing they would say something. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

Matt cleared his throat, tone gruff and bordering on a growl. “Who do you want to add?”

“Matt, my dude, which sounds a little possessive,” Rain whispered to him, giving him a sharp elbow to the ribs.

“You were thinking it too!” Matt accused ...