Soren's POV:
"Sit, Soren," my father commanded as soon as we had the room to ourselves, his voice echoing with authority. I felt the weight of his gaze and knew there was no escaping this conversation. With a resigned sigh, I pushed down my beast, who was seething at the disrespect Ezra betrayed, but I took my seat, fully aware that the sooner I faced my father's questions, the sooner I could find Melrose. He settled beside me, a heavy huff escaping him as he turned to meet my eyes, "Tell me the truth, son. Did you really find your mate?" he asked, cutting straight to the point. His skepticism was evident, but I held his gaze unwaveringly. I refused to flinch or look away, determined to convey my sincerity. I wanted him to understand just how significant this bond was to me.
"Yes, I did
