Book 1: Chapter Twenty

*** Solaris POV ***

I was struggling to keep myself from laughing. Right now, in the parking lot of our bar, I had four werewolves bowing to me in apology. Nate and Silas flanked them, Silas even had his hand on the back of one of their necks. It was hilarious and I was struggling. I could hear Noah and Finn behind me snickering, which did not help.

“Keep it on your territories boys and we have no issues.” I nodded to Silas and he let them go.

Sighing, he glared at all of them. “Fucking embarrassment, all four of you. Run home. You still have time before your first shift at the hospital.”

They all ran off, shifting further into the trees next to the bar.

“I am sorry about that. They know better.” Silas seemed genuinely sorry.

I nodded and finally couldn’t hold back my chuckle. “Come on in boys, we can talk.”

“You talk to us like you’re older than us.” Nate shoved his hands in his pocket.

“Let me tell you, I’ve lived much more than two of your lifetimes. Your little pack bubble wouldn’