Bradley POV
Took that man 15 solid minutes to emerge from his shower. Bradley was starting to wonder if his Beta was interested in the woman himself, so very evasive he was about her, had spent the night watching her, he didn’t like it and Benson was stalking around inside his mind glaring out at the man. It would not have gone unnoticed by his Beta that his Alpha’s wolf was on the surface staring him down every 15 or 20 seconds, while they watched the man get dressed in clean clothes.
“What?” his Beta had snapped at him as he’d finally yanked a shirt on.
“Spill it or Benson is gonna order it out of you. What the hell is going on, Cooper?”
“It’s complicated, Brad.” he’d sighed. “The boy…” he shook his head. “Is definitely a wolf, already got his wolf too.”
“What? How old is the boy?”
