" At around six a.m., he gave up on trying to go back to sleep.
He called Leo, whose first reply instead of good morning or hello was, “Haven’t you gone to bed yet?”
“Actually, I am just getting up.”
That silenced Leo for a moment. “Are you sick?”
“No.”
“You do realize it’s not even close to noon, right?”
“I know what time it is,” Hayder snapped, getting irked. “It’s time for you to stop messing with me and bring me some clothes.”
“Why would I do that? Where are you? Wait, don’t tell me you stayed with the girl last night.”
“She’s mine. Where else would I be?”
“Dude, you met her yesterday.”
“Yeah, and?”
“You. Met. Her. Yesterday.” Leo enunciated each word slowly.
“I. Know,” Hayder mocked. “What is this hang-up everyone has with time? She keeps saying the same thing. Who cares? She’s the one.”
“This is my fault,” Leo grumbled.
“How do you figure that? Are you in charge of the fates and the decision on who belongs together?”
“No, but I might have knocked some sense into you one too many times.”
“Aren’t you just the comedian? But this is no joke. Arabella’s mine, and that’s that. Now would you bring me some clothes?”
“What about Jeoff?”
“What about Jeoff?”
“You don’t think her brother might have an issue with you hooking up with his sister, who, by all accounts, is vulnerable right now.”
“Hey, are you implying my Arabella has loose morals? I’ll have you know she turned me down. Would you believe she shoved me out of bed? Told me to go away?” Incredulity still filled him.
It didn’t take super hearing to catch Leo’s snort of mirth. “Ha. In that case, maybe she is the one. You need a woman who can say no to you sometimes.”
“You are not a nice omega, Leo.”
“Nice is for pussies. Now, are you done whining, or should I come over there and really give you something to whine about?”
Hayder rubbed his jaw. “No need.”
“Are you sure? You know I’m always ready to help a pride member in need.”
“All I need right now are some clothes. "

― Eve Langlais , When a Beta Roars (A Lion's Pride, #2)