“I know your wolf is dominant. Without a pack to run, it must be dying to bring a she-wolf to heel.”
Every muscle in my body clenches, imagining bringing my little hacker to heel.
“Besides, with birth rates among shifters so low, it’s good for the pack if the most dominant of us settle down and have pups as soon as possible.” He sounds like his father. “Why put it off?”
I scoff. “Says the chronic bachelor. What, did your mother call asking for grand pups, and you decided to pass the advice onto me?”
Any other alpha might bristle and take offense at my jab, but not Garrett.
“You caught me.” I hear his grin, and it goes a good way to mollifying my wolf, who’s annoyed at having this conversation in the first place. “I figure if she has your wedding to coo over in the shifter society goss
