"Remy, I am aware that you are crushing on Nelly. You should let her go and know that you cannot have your brother's mate, even if she becomes a widow," Alpha Michael spoke calmly, and Remy's fist clenched around the tea cup.
"I know, father," Remy forced out his response, and his father sighed.
"I know you have always liked Nelly, as I remember seeing one of her paintings in your room even before I met her in person. The way you drew and painted her face, and her lovely smile, it made me forget that I was an old man and see myself in a younger version falling for her beauty. But knowing that I have your mother by my side, I know that was exactly how she made me feel the first time I laid eyes on her. But someone like your brother, who doesn't understand life, he doesn't see any of that.
