" Now take that face off. You look like your dog died. Didn't you tell me you were super determined, or will you let me down?" Camila said to her best friend and roommate.

" I won't regret it, but this is the first Christmas I've spent without going home, and I'm sure I'll miss them. The puppies will eat all the candy," Ophelia snorted dramatically and sank deeper into the furniture.

" You call your brothers puppies, six feet tall and cute as they are?"

" Hey, pedophile, they're just kids! They're not even 18 yet!" she claimed with fake anger and threw a pillow at her, which Camila dodged.

" Sure, but don't let them out without ID, or there'll be a line of pedophiles behind those two," she told her amusedly, remembering the time she'd gone with Ophelia to her pack and introduced him to her family, including her "little puppy brothers."

Two hunks of pure solid muscle, masculine, edible all over, with blue eyes like Ophelia's and dark hair.

Boy, next to the father, the Alpha of the pack