Beatrice
“Benedict, where are you going?”
I do not like this situation where my son is getting closer to Sloane Hartwell. Last night, her scent was so strong it was like they had mated. If I didn’t know she was still under eighteen, I’d have checked him for a mate mark.
“Principal Rodgers asked Sloane and I to be there early tonight so we could prepare before everyone else arrives. I’m picking her up so we can go together.”
“You’re driving all the way to Alpha Roman’s pack? That’s out of the way, Benedict.”
“She’s not in Alpha Roman’s pack, mother. She’s in Alpha Waylon’s.”
Why the hell is Sloane Hartwell in Alpha Waylon’s pack?
“Do you think it’s wise to drive her, Benedict? We have your Alpha ceremony tomorrow. Taking Sloane back to her family’s pack will be out of your way. You’l
