Alpha Reid
the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.
The tall one- Theo, I think? - turns his attention to Reid, his mouth set in a frown. “Hey Reid, did you hear what our girls have planned for tonight?”
‘Our girls’. Something about the way that sounds makes my heart squeeze.
“No?” Reid replies slowly, looking down at me and raising a brow in question.
“Theo, don’t be a douche,” Quinn scolds, rolling her eyes. I recall Reid mentioning that the sister of one of the alphas was mated to another, and seeing Quinn beside Theo, the pieces to the puzzle click together, the family resemblance apparent.