Page 181 of Harley & Her Ferals

“You can drink in th-the Underworld, remember?” Feral finishes his slice, before grinning at Laurent wickedly. “Th-the age is eighteen here.”

Laurent purrs sinfully. “I knew that it would only be a matter of time before you corrupted me.”

“Huh, are you sure it’s that way around?” I ask.

Laurent smirks.

He also takes the bottle from me.

I love that River has provided Laurent the chance to reclaim this moment of freedom.

In fact, I love my brother for offering us all this final meal together.

Perhaps, Lionzio has spent the last nine days working through his feelings for River and has accepted that he’s now my bonded Beta.

Has my brother forgiven me, in the same way that River and I have forgivenhimfor his behavior?

I hope so.

Lionzio has certainly been helping us as much as he can this week. Anything that River has asked for, he’s given him.

I know how much Dad makes Lionzio pay for even small favors or displays of kindness.

The other members of my pack don’t know this, but Lionzio will have suffered this week for lending Harbinger his suit, giving River paper, or this pizza and beer tonight.

Yet he’s still done it.

Can I trust him? Enough to include him in our plan?

I slip a piece of pizza off the platter to give myself time to think. I take a satisfyingly large bite.

The meaty, cheesy taste bursts in my mouth. I groan, licking my lips.

Hell, that’s good.

River lifts up his bottle, waving it underneath Laurent’s pretty lips. “How about if we take turns taking sips from my bottle, la mia rosa?”

“Not a chance.” Laurent tilts up his chin. “I’m drinking my own damn beer, thanks.”

Laurent lifts the bottle and takes a large swig. Then he coughs and chokes.

I take a hurried bite of pizza to hide my smile.

Feral’s eyes glitter with amusement.

River pats Laurent on the back. “Okay.”

Laurent glares at the bottle like it’s poison. “Is this what everyone makes so much fuss about? It’s vile.”

He pulls a face, before passing the bottle back to me.

I waggle my eyebrows and take a long swig.

Yep, that hits the spot.

Pizza and beer is a rare treat for me, which is usually saved for after winning a fight. Being able to relax and have it now is special.

I’m trying to pretend like tomorrow my two Alphas won’t have to battle to win Laurent and officially be allowed to remain with my pack.

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