---POV Julie---
Dad sighed as he looked on toward the kingdom’s future. “It seems like you three need to brush up on your werelore.” He grumbled before pushing his way into the office. “Either way, I’m glad all is well, and we can move past this. It would be…messy to say the least if your lycan didn’t accept its bond to you.”
“She said she went through my memories. Is that how she made her decision?” I asked.
He sat back in the dark brown armchair and nodded. “Indeed, it is.”
“Indeed, it is?! That's your response to this?! Dad, I could have killed my mate?!” Benson snapped irritably.
“Could have, but didn’t.” He clarified like this was totally fine.
Sucking in a breath, Benson pulled me over to the desk and sat back on his leather seat before pulling m
