Vincent POV
I sat in my room with my palm resting on my face and of course sitting on my favorite golden chair. Even though I looked settled and rested on the outside. My mind was utterly saying different!
My wolf, Brute has been pacing restlessly in my mind for a few days now. My wolf rarely got antsy and angry since it is been used to being mate less for a while now. It almost seemed like it was waiting… waiting carefully for something precious to him to come.
"Emerson," I called out and a very familiar figure walked in. He quickly ran his hands through his dark hair and bowed in my presence. He has been my like my house keeper for years but he's the second closest to me after my butler.
"Yes Alpha king," he emerged, making sure to keep a few steps between us.
"Remind me of my sch
