Ares’s POV
When I get to my room, I change into some comfortable sweats and go lay in bed. I was in such a daze, so excited about the fact that I met my mate that I don’t think anything could bring me down from my personal high.
As I thought about who my mate could be, I started thinking about the ranked wolves and their of-age children, trying to jog my memory to possibly figure out who she was. I remembered that Alpha King Harmon had a daughter - obviously, I couldn’t forget that, my father only reminded me of that fact every day since I was about ten years old; though I have never seen her since I don’t follow the gossip magazines or human television networks that like to blast our personal lives for goddess and everyone to know about.
His beta Harold didn’t have any daughters, just
