I cupped his face. “I never want to be without you ever again.” His head snapped up.
“Really?”
I snorted. “Yes.” I patted his cheek. “Get dressed.” My stomach growled. “I’m hungry.”
He chuckled and pulled on some clothes. “Yes, ma’am.” He got dressed and then we left. We walked hand in hand to my father’s office. I expected to see all the alpha’s waiting, but it was only Ronnie and my father waiting for us.
There were four plates on his desk with the chairs pulled up around it. “Come in.” My father’s voice called out as we reached the door. “We have a lot to talk about.”
A few days later…
I walked through the halls of the pack house, and I smirked behind my mask. This was as gaudy as I thought it was going to be. The colors were white and cream. Who picks those two for mating color
