“Of course, Sam,” the Alpha answered. “I am very glad to know that you have found your Mate.” He smiled again and Sam relaxed back into her chair a bit; only slightly appeased by his words.
“If you are glad that my brother is Sam’s Mate, then can we have your assurance that their safety will be paramount to you?” Eliza’s face was cold granite. She had perfected the icy stare of a ruthless Luna.
“Of course,” the Alpha almost looked offended. “Samantha was born into this pack and as a member will always have the protection of her pack.”
“Thank you,” Sam said softly and the Alpha nodded a smile at her.
“Will you officially ask for her, Metztli,” the Alpha inquired.
“Not yet. Not until Sam and I discuss our future together,” Metztli answered, remembering what Eliza had mentioned earlier.
