Chapter 113 Their Laughter
- Dallas’ p.o.v.
- I wake up in the morning, sandwiched between both my Mates. My head is on Daxton’s chest, while I have one of Darius’ legs locked in place with my own.
- Both of them are still fast asleep and I take a moment to let the issue we have to deal with today run through my mind. It is a mess, alright. We can’t leave the Pack without an Alpha, so finding his replacement is a must.