Chapter 95

“Try it,” I responded, with a growl.

“No. Someone has to take care of you. Rhiannon is so right about everything she says, so we’ll stay even if you don’t like the idea.”

I wanted to roar, but my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth. Rex was impossible. Not for nothing did he call himself my best friend, and I supported him despite everything.

Completely ignoring my fury, my “beta” turned around and walked toward the truck. Richie was already working on the tailgates, opening them and unloading whatever they had brought. Nika put Mirko’s puppy in my arms and the animal became desperate to climb on me to lick my face. Naturally, he recognized me as an authority and despite being so small, he already wanted to look good with me. He had heavy, thick paws, with strong nails. I already saw dozens of holes in the yard in the future. He was a male husky puppy, maybe six weeks old, but he looked big and well fed; he would grow to be a pony-sized beast. Hilda reached ou