Faye tossed the glossy magazine onto the glass coffee table with a sharp thwack, its cover splashed with Emily Leonhart radiant amid a litter of kittens, her cat-ear dress catching the light. "Damn, Emily's gone all out, hasn't she? It's been years since I had seen someone to go all out for their company."
Tia, sprawled beside her on the cream sofa, nodded with a low whistle, auburn curls spilling over her shoulder as she flicked through dog-eared pages. "No kidding. Pet mags and human fashion spreads? Front cover on the most famous human magazine—her in that sapphire blazer atop a horse? Alphas, omegas, even betas are feral for her."
"She's pulling everyone," Faye grinned, sipping her iced latte, eyes glinting wicked. "Helly Paws is a rocket—sales spiking daily, stores mobbed, online crashing twice already. I have to say... she impressed me."
