Nyx’s POV
I lean back in my leather upholstery chair, ignoring the messages that keep popping out on my phone. I know what these messages are about, the mating party. Yes, my pack members are having fun at the mating party, here I am in the office, working on pack affairs and preparing for a meeting. And I totally enjoy being fully devoted to the development of the pack as the alpha. I mean it.
My phone rings. It’s a call from the Beta Duke. I know exactly why he makes this call.
“Hello, and no.” My attitude is very clear.
“Nyx, are you sure you don’t want to join us at the party? There’re a lot more young girls here than last year.” Duke’s excited sound can be heard through the phone.
Duke is only twenty, an age excited about everything, especially the mate thing. He stops at nothing
