Worth it

The look on Alpha Conan’s face was worth whatever repercussions that might follow my comment.

His jaw tightened as he tipped his face up, as if that would make him seem tougher than he actually was. His navy-blue eyes sparked with fury as his cheeks flushed crimson.

James’ fingers brushed the inside of my thigh, and I glanced over, seeing him smirking at me.

“Excuse me?” Conan muttered after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water.

I widened my eyes, playing into the fake nicety, “Did I misunderstand what you’d said before? It seemed as if you were disrespecting my mate, but he’s an Alpha, just like you.”

The tense moment was broken when Alpha Xaden began speaking through a microphone.

“Welcome everyone to the eighty-sixth annual Gathering of the wolves,” he started as applause sounded around us.

“Tonight, we celebrate the Goddess’ gift to us. Whether you are already mated, or searching for your other half; she has blessed us with the gift of eternal happiness and