Kali
As Trick stormed into the room, Celia and Gabby shrieked in surprise. I’d been dancing on the couch and immediately lost my balance. Liquid sloshed on my T-shirt as I pitched forward, but Trick was there before I could hit the ground, lifting me back onto my feet.
It was not, however, the knight in shining armor moment.
“You’re f*****g pregnant! You know you can’t drink. Not to mention that you’re about to greet my entire pack and...” his voice trailed off as his nostrils flared.
Annoyed, I pushed him away. “Yes, mighty Alpha. That would be apple juice soaking into my T-shirt. The beer you smell is Gabby’s. What the hell is wrong with you?”
When I’d learned that Celia and Gabby had never had a dance party, I was grateful that I’d kept the phone Cyrus had given me. It was defunct,
