Alpha Tristan's POV
An invitation? I gestured for him to hand me the envelope. With a bow, he handed it over. On the envelope was their family seal. I tore open the envelope and took out the letter that was placed carefully inside of it. Unfolding the paper, I skimmed through the letters on the paper.
The Roger banquet. The Rogers were almost just as important as me. They held a banquet in honour of their early fathers. It was accepted and ruled into law as those fathers helped in the pack's formation we all know now. However, I thought they would not be able to carry out the event since Quinn died only some days ago.
But it seemed that I was wrong. They were going to carry out the banquet. I sighed, folded up the paper, and placed it down on the table. Rose took it and read its conten
