“Pleasure to meet you, Jordan, and thank you so much for inviting the pack and myself this evening,” Alpha Jones said to me.
I was confused because I had just met River and I could’ve sworn he said his last name was Jones too. I may have had a few drinks but I was pretty sure I heard him correctly. This man in front of me did not look anything like River Jones. This man was had to be closer to 40 years old or maybe older. He was tall and muscular but had light brown hair mixed with a hint of gray. It was cut short on the sides and fluffed on top. Even though he was tall and muscular he was still on the thin side. Lean I would say.
“This is Alpha Basheer Jones. He is the Alpha of the Hellhound Pack,” my gran said.
“The Hellhounds? Is that really who you invited?” I asked h
