The old Alpha made Rama wash the dishes while he took me to the sitting room, and continued from where he stopped.
I thought my ears might fall off from the talks it's enduring, but it seems my ears have a high endurance rate.
“My son is all bite and no back. He pretends to be the big bad wolf, but he's far from that.
He's just a man searching for love.” the old Alpha said with a sigh.
“He'll find it when he gets a mate.”
I pity the unlucky girl the goddess might decide to pair with him.
Having such a male as a mate isn't something I'll wish on others.
“I hope his mate accepts him.” As he said those words, the Alpha gave me a look; an indecipherable one.
“I hope so.”
What else did you expect me to say? There's no way I can tell the father that his son is like the devil's inc
