B2 048 - The Queens

LUCAN.

"Are you even listening?" Asher growled lowly, and my head snapped to look at him just in time to see my nephew, Luther, who was sitting on his lap, place a hand over his mouth and begin producing gurgling sounds.

"He doesn’t like when you growl," I chuckled. "Try hissing."

"This pup here will be an Alpha, not a demon king." Steele chuckled while letting Luther’s hand roam his face.

"No