The idea of her being challenged by wolves like that nearly stopped the blood in my veins. But my father needed an answer, and I couldn’t lie to him.
“She will have to be. She’s my mate, and my wolf will accept no other.”
He nodded, seeming satisfied enough with the answer. “And why were you fighting that Russo twerp when you could have been at her side?”
I sighed, dropping my head into my hands. The reminder of those circumstances was painful, like a finger jab to a fresh claw wound.
“She doesn’t want to see me right now.”
“I see. And what do you plan to do about that?”
Relief that he wasn’t going to ask why was short-lived. What was I going to do about it? I didn’t even know why she was rejecting me, so how was I supposed to fix it?
“I don’t know, Alpha. What do you suggest?”
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