"Mate?" Zeonen whispered in amazement.
'Mate?'
The moment the surrounding alphas and unmated she-wolves heard that word, their minds went blank.
What? Mate? Whose mate?
Their sight shifted to the dazed Emperor tenderly holding a kitchen staff in his arms. Their hearts moved and joyful smiles spread across their lips. But then as if remembering something, their smiles turned stiff and a strange look appeared in their eyes. The young alphas and she-wolves exchanged glances, barely discernable scorn and disdain swirling in their eyes.
Mate? What mate?
Any creature in the world could have a mate, but a lykan?...Hehe...what a joke!
The group of males and females who were fawning over the Emperor and flattering him to the heavens just a few moments ago had a complete change in demeanor wi
