Billion Dollar Pack (The Wolfverse, #3)

by Sam Hall

I just stared at him, feeling like Bella deciding between Team Jacob or Team GTFO. I went with Team WTF. “What the hell…?”

“I’m the one who notices…fucking everything. All the shifts in mood, tone, inflection, and expression. The tag in the back of my shirts. The texture of the food we’re eating. The sounds, so many sounds…” His eyes silvered as he spoke, the words spilling out until he forced them to stop. His throat worked as he swallowed, then he forged on.