When He's an Alpha (The Olympus Pride, #2)

by Suzanne Wright

He looked at Bailey. “I heard you drew first blood by slapping one of them so hard you split her lip.” “I didn’t like the way she was looking at me,” said Bailey. His eyes slid back to Havana. “You’re usually the voice of reason when Bailey tries to start shit. But instead of calming things down, you went head-to-head with the second jackal.” Havana shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t like the way she spoke to me.” His gaze moved to Aspen. “And you decided to go at the third jackal with a stiletto blade, despite her trying to break up the fight.” “I didn’t like the way she smelled,” said Aspen.