Page 35 of The Alpha's Pen Pal

“What? No,” I said with a shake of my head.

“It’s Friday night, the moon is almost full, and my wolf is chomping at the bit to get a run in,” Reid said, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

I shook my head again and picked up my beer to take another sip.

“Put the beer down and let’s go!” Reid exclaimed.

Nolan sighed. “Let the man finish it, at least?” he said, trying to compromise. “In fact, there is plenty of time. We can all have a drink before we go.”

Reid pouted, but crossed his arms and leaned against the wall.

“Fine,” he agreed.

Nolan smiled and then walked to the fridge and grabbed a beer. Sebastian was right behind him. He grabbed two beers and held one out to Reid, who shook his head. Seb shrugged and closed the door, keeping hold of both beers as he joined me near the window.

I raised a brow at him as he used the edge of my white marble countertops to open both. He then proceeded to take one sip from each beer, smacking his lips and sighing in satisfaction.

My brows flew up even more as he chugged the beer in his left hand, downing the whole thing faster than I could shift into my lycan. Nolan shook his head as Seb leaned against the counter with me.

Reid just smirked. “Now you will all need to piss during our run.”

The three of us looked at him and then burst into laughter. I gripped Sebastian’s shoulder for balance and he covered his mouth with his bottle. Reid looked at the three of us and sighed.

“You all laugh,” he said, pointing at each of us. “But there is a method to my madness. I, Reid Thomas, have never peed in wolf form.”

Nolan snorted, his head falling down to his chest as he kept laughing. Sebastian looked at Reid with a mix of awe and disbelief.

“That’s quite an accomplishment, Reid,” I said. “Would you like a cookie?”

“Yes, actually. Do you have some?” He turned towards the pantry and pulled the door open.

“I-what? No. It-it’s an expression.”

“Well, fuck you and your expression. You don’t offer a man cookies unless you actually have some!” He slammed the door shut with a huff.

I downed the last of my beer to hide my laughter, but the other two didn’t bother to conceal their chuckles. Nolan reached for my bottle and grabbed both of Sebastian’s, setting them with the rest of my recycling by the back door. Sebastian put his arm around Reid’s shoulders and walked him towards my front door.

“If we hurry, maybe we can snag some from Maya and Levi’s party,” he muttered to Reid. “She was ordering some of those fancy ones.”

“Ooh, with sprinkles?” Reid said, lighting up again.

“Seriously?” I asked.

“What do you have against sprinkles, Wes?” Reid asked, glancing back at me.

“They’re for kids,” I explained, and Reid rolled his eyes. “And they feel weird in my mouth,” I added.

Sebastian opened his mouth to say something, but my phone rang. I looked at it and saw the same number that had been calling me for two whole days. I’d sent it to voicemail every time, and they’d never left a message, but they had called I don’t even know how many times in the last forty-eight hours.

I decided to suck it up and answer. It must be something important if they’d called this many times.

“Hello?” I sighed into the phone.

“OH MY GOSH! FINALLY!”

I pulled the phone away from my ear and glanced at it again, double-checking the number in confusion.

“Lauren?” I asked.

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