“I don’t like you,” I say. It’s such a stupid argument. He nips at my shoulder. “You don’t have to. Do you think half the females in this pack like me? I’m the alpha.” “I think it’s bigger.” My voice is breathless. Wobbly. He stops messing with my neck and rises to his full height to gaze down at my upturned face. His forehead wrinkles. “What?” “The number. It’s definitely more than half.”
