21) Every rose has its thorn

As the day matured, it was filled with nothing but open roads and the mindless thrumming of an engine. Ed broke the silence first, “the quiet is killing me, why don't you boys play one of your games or something, so I don't fall asleep?” he asked behind an indifferent yawn and Mj stretched as she woke up from her consistent in and out drive induced sleep.

Moxie grumbled as Jay jabbed him in the ribs, “all right fine… let's play wolf or nah,” he drug out in a lazy tone and Jay sat up straight, “cool, I go first… Miley Cyrus,” Jay asked and Moxie snorted, “you already know my stance on the queen, she is the most regal of Omegas” he teased with a horrible fake accent and Mj giggled, “how do you figure Hannah Montana for werewolf catnip?” Moxie’s mouth fell open, and he put his hand on his heart, “oh little sister, you wound me… as an Omega yourself I would figure my r