Pete's POV
The night before our wedding day, I was sitting in the library with Alpha Nicklas. We had retired after dinner, to talk business. We had written a contract that we were both happy with. The last hour we had talked about practical details. But the last few minutes we had been sitting in silence. I was busy thinking of a location that would be appropriate, a place where I could open both an office and a warehouse for the storage of goods. However, my thoughts were interrupted when Nick broke the silence.
"Have you thought about Shelia never talking about her old pack?" I looked at him in surprise. He looked back at me, with deep wrinkles on his forehead. I shook my head as I shrugged lightly.
"She has mentioned her mother a few times, but I have chosen not to inquire into it!"
