Page 75 of Step Alpha

“We’re home with dinner,” my mom calls when we come in, but the guys are nowhere to be found.

“Mom.” I point to two piles of clothes laying by the back door.

“Fates.” My mom frowns. “Let’s hope that means they’re bonding as wolves.”

“Versus what?”

“Versus Wilde deciding to challenge his dad for pack dominance.”

I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand.

“Fates. You don’t think…?”

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Wilde

I wait until after ten and the music is on in the master suite, and then I creep into Rayne’s room.

I can’t believe she went to bat for me.Against my dad. Whom I’m quite certain she fears. I know the alpha-holes have my back, but there was something different about it coming from Rayne.

The pipsqueak I’ve been nothing but mean to.

The girl who owes me absolutely nothing but a few swift kicks to the balls.

The adorable little runt of a wolf I can’t wait to spend the night with.

She has one leg out from the covers like she’s having another one of her fever-fits.

“Hey, Rayne-bow.” I crawl in beside her, and she scoots toward the wall. “Where are you going?” I reach for her and pull her back against my front.

“Nowhere,” she says softly.

“Thanks for sticking up for me, jellybean.”

“I’m sorry, Wilde.” She turns to face me. With my night vision, I see her forehead is scrunched up in concern. “I didn’t mean to cause so much trouble.”

“Fuck that,” I mutter. “That wasn’t your trouble. That was just my dad being a dick.”

“When my mom and I came home and saw your clothes by the back door we were afraid you’d challenged for rank.” Rayne props up on one elbow. Her breasts shift beneath her tank top, making my dick punch out against my boxers.

I let out a soft scoff. “I’d probably win.” I brush the backs of my knuckles over one of her nipples. It stiffens to a peak under the fabric of her top.

“But you’re still the good son,” Rayne says.

“Hardly.”

“You are. What happened with your dad?”

“Eh. I told him how much I hate Duke. He argued about why it’s in my best interest to go back. We didn’t really get anywhere. He wants me to call Coach Granview and tell him I’m innocent tomorrow.”

“Will you?”

“I dunno.”

“So how did you end up on four paws?”

“My dad suggested we go for a run. That’s his form of bonding.”

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