Alpha Terrell's POV
I found Gareth, Bellick, and Kade in the quarters they'd been assigned - a large room near the guest wing, currently being used for something much more important than sleeping.
They were waiting for me.
Of course they were.
"My brother is courting my mate," I announced, closing the door behind me.
"We know," Gareth said, with the tone of someone who has been sitting on information for some time. "The whole castle knows. Apparently, servants talk."
"Fix it," I snapped.
"How exactly would you like us to fix it?" Kade asked. "We can't touch the lord of the house. And Angel isn't technically refusing his attention. From what I saw, she actually seemed to enjoy her dinner."
"I know," I growled, dropping into a chair and pressing my fingers against my temple. "God, I know. The smile she gave him when he leaned in…"
"Are we describing her smile now?" Bellick asked. "Because that feels like a new development."
"Shut up."
