Bro and the Beast 3 (The Wolf's Mate, #3)

by L.C. Davis

"Reese says you're dying." "I'm not dying. I just don't want nachos," I clarify, rolling my eyes. "It's the same thing!" Reese calls as he walks by.

"I didn't get to that part yet," I admit with a shrug. "But I got a plan. Pop a few silver bullets into a Glock and load a Super Soaker up with holy water for good measure. Bang bang, squirt squirt, motherfucker's dead and they all lived happily ever after, bitch."

Devon agrees, taking a deep breath like he always does when he's in over his head but determined to prove the third-grade teacher that put him in the gifted class and me on a "likely to eat glue" watchlist correct. "How hard can that be?"

"Oh my God," Devon mutters, rubbing his forehead. "Whose turn is it with the brain cell today? Maybe we can get him in here instead."