Fifty.

Alpha Vander

I reach forward. Wrapping my fingers around the handle of the wooden spoon. It snaps in my hand and she just stares at me.

“You bastard. That was my good cooking spoon!”

“Cleo, will you stop and just shut up for a second!” Dex had shifted back and was pulling his clothes back on.

“You have a lot to teach the human.” I mutter at him

“Will you please stop referring to her as ‘the