Only a moment ago I had been looking forward to the food he held, now my stomach had dropped, desperately nervous about what he wanted to talk to me about. But, I did as he asked, and followed him to sit on the sofa, waiting for him to start with whatever he wanted to discuss, but instead, he chose to torture me and began to arrange some food on plates for us both. Was he for real?! Did he not know I wanted to know what was so urgent he had called me from my bed with my mate?
“So, is having your mate going well son?” he asked me with an affectionate smile. The Alpha and my Dad had been close friends since childhood, and with my Dad being his Beta, the Alpha had always been in my life. He treated me like one of his own family. Hence, he forever referred to me as son, and me calling him Unc
