CHAPTER 10
NAOMIThe wolf hopped up onto the seat that Makayla had left open. With his dark hair and dark brown eyes, he resembled Oliver. He jingled the glass lightly in his hand, letting the alcohol swish in it.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
He smirked. “I must not have left a good enough impression this morning if you don’t remember me.”
I sipped my drink and smirked, trying to figure him out. “Must not have.”
He chuckled lowly and shook his head. “You’re …”
“Not what you were expecting?”
“No, not at all. I’m Ryan.”
I swiveled in my chair, so I was leaning against the bar. “So, what do you do in the pack?” I asked.
“He’s a warrior,” Noah said from behind me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, squeezing tightly.
Jax appeared in front of me.
I gazed at the twins, who looked absolut
