Alpha Kyle stood in front of the mirror with an expressionless face. He stared blankly at the mirror, and that confused Beta Logan even more.
“My Alpha, I don’t understand you. You just found your fated mate, but you don’t even look happy.” Logan puckered his brows, perplexed.
Without sparing a glance at him. Kyle brushed his curly hair backwards while grabbing a book, and sitting on the sofa behind.
“I don’t feel anything, Logan. I mean, the bond is not there at all.” He blurted out with a straight face. Although Imelda has the mark that was prophesied to be his fated Luna’s mark, he still wasn’t convinced.
As a matter of fact, he doubts that Imelda is his Luna, but there was no way for him to find out whether it’s true or not. Both himself and his wolf, Jeff couldn’t sense anything.
