Bro and the Beast 2 (The Wolf's Mate, #2)

by L.C. Davis

"What, you're telling me that giant apple in your pants is stronger than Kevlar?" I challenge.

"I'm not cute," I snap. "Do you have some weird Shallow Hal thing going on where you see me as some tiny 'uwu' beansprout with glittery Hello Kitty eyes and not a swole bro who could bench your whole family?"

"Tell me about this other world of yours. How does it differ from the one we live in?" "Oh, it's different all right," Brad mutters. "For one thing, there aren't any sanctimonious werewolves who turn you gay with their magical musk."

Omegas have the reputation for being the clingy ones, but I'm starting to think alphas are the real culprits.

"Human?" Brad offers, polishing off the rest of his wine glass. "Yep. And that ain't even the half of it, sis."

Not sis 😭😭

That's how I know it's Constantine, because the author of this book has more clichés rattling around in their skull than brain cells, so of course the villain has a scar.

mean, if I had a badass scar like that, I'd be unstoppable, but that shit is always wasted on emo villains and never guys who'd put it to good use.