All eyes were on her in a way she wasn’t used to.
Everyone. Every last person there waited for an answer.
“I’m not trained like you all and,” she shook her head. “I’m not an Alpha.”
Shane wasn’t the first to cross his arms over his chest at the way Jenn completely stepped on all of their egos, calling a non-Alpha stronger in any way.
“I wouldn’t call surfing an accurate claim to strength,” Adam spouted and a few guards chimed in with their hushed laughter.
“Pro surfers would disagree, I’m sure. Right Mich?” Lana challenged, still curled into a ball.
Whispers of who the pro was that they were talking about circled through the group then.
“For those of you that don’t know…” Lana began.
“It’s okay, Lana. If they don’t know, they don’t need to.”
Lana humphed at her request for
