Page 17 of Pack: Posy 3

We talked about cars for the rest of the drive, which was what we often chatted about. He was a motorhead like me, and that was thanks to Nathan Barlow. He gave me a job at his garage when I turned fourteen.

Once we reached the alpha house, Alpha Wyatt drove straight to the huge garage at the far end of the parking area and through the open door. On our way to an empty bay, we passed Mr. Barlow, who was crouched down next to a motorcycle.

"What's wrong with the Ducati?" I asked.

"I can't figure it out, so I asked Dad to have a look, but I didn't meanrightnow. Mom's going to kill us both if he comes in with greasy hands."

I snickered a little at that. Evie Black-Barlow was generally an easygoing woman, but she had strict views on some things and wouldn't budge.

After we parked and jumped out, Alpha Wyatt told me to grab Mr. Barlow and head in, and he'd join us in a moment. I wondered if he was going to wipe the Jag down and kiss the hood, and the mental image made me grin.

"Happy birthday, Tyler!" Mr. Barlow stood as I jogged over to him. "Haven't seen you at the Busted Knuckle for a while. How've you been?"

"Good, sir. Been busy with the beta duties."

"Yeah, I just get a grease monkey trained and he leaves to become alpha or beta," Mr. Barlow joked and clamped a hand on my shoulder.

"You have an entire succession of sons, Mr. Barlow," I deadpanned. "You're not going to run out of go-fers any time soon."

"How many times have I told you to call me Nathan?" He shook his head, then grinned. "Come on, son. My daughter-in-law is going to pee her pants if we're late."

"The luna didn't have to do this." Heat built in my cheeks, that stupid, splotchy blush I hated and couldn't help.

"Who's brave enough to stop her? Anyone who tries has five angry alphas to answer to."

That made me laugh.

"Truer words were never spoken," Alpha Wyatt said as he trotted up to walk with us. "Whatever our baby wants, she gets."

"She deserves a little spoiling," Mr. Barlow agreed.

"And it's easy to spoil someone as sweet as the luna," I added.

"Wait until you have your own sweet mate to spoil," Alpha Wyatt teased me.

And of course, that got the attention of you-know-who.

Mate! Mate! Mate!my wolf frolicked around in my head.Find mate today!

"Thanks, alpha," I muttered with an eye roll. "I just got Riv calmed down."

"Does he sense his mate? Is he acting crazy?" Mr. Barlow asked.

I opened my mouth to ask how I could tell when he amended his statement.

"I mean, crazier than his usual crazy," he chuckled.

"Who knows with him?" I shrugged. "He gets as excited over a shiny stone in the creek as he does ice cream."

Ice cream! Me want ice cream! And mate. Me want ice cream and mate, Ty-Ty!River shouted loud enough for all to hear, and I let out a long-suffering sigh.

"Well, then,Ty-Ty," Wyatt smirked and slung an arm around my neck, "let's go find some ice cream and your mate."

"Not funny, alpha," I grumbled as I tried to shove him off.

Laughing, he dug his knuckles into my head in a noogie before I managed to get free of him.

"Alpha!" I wailed and tried to finger-comb my hair back into place.

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