Alpha Jake’s POV
Brett says nothing to me as we make our way to our rooms on the second floor of the packhouse, but I can feel he is dying to ask questions.
He stops at the last door at the hall. “This is your room, boss.”
I nod, but Brett is still standing in front of it. I raise an eyebrow.
“Any chance you want to talk about what happened with Beta Blakely today?”
I glare at him a moment. “No.”
“Ohhh k!” Brett grins. “Whatever you say!” He steps away from the door and walks towards his own bedroom door next to mine. He turns his head back towards me as his hand grabs his doorknob. “These South Appalachian women aren’t half bad, huh boss?” He gives me a wink, throws his head back with a laugh like a bark, and enters his room.
I snarl as I enter my room. He’s lucky he’s been my bes
