KANE
I had been watching her all evening, mesmerized by how she looked almost identical to her mother at eighteen. She was stunning and commanded attention with her emerald green eyes and raven-black hair, also like her mother, but something was off. She didn’t quite feel like a complete wolf and that concerned me. What’s more is that she doesn’t bare his mark and they probably haven’t completed to mating process yet, which is going to be a big problem tonight (although as her father I have to say I'm proud of that).
When the younger alpha announced her as his mate, a growl ripped through my chest even though I knew I had no right to feel any way about it. She’d never known me, probably just the stories about me and her mother, and let’s be honest: they’re far from the fairytal
