THIRD PERSON POV
The atmosphere in the Gray Glory Group's headquarters was heavy with tension. Reagan was back from his visit and just delivered his future Luna’s special message for Lorcan and in response the Alpha, stood with clenched fists, his face red with anger. Fedora, his own mate, had just uttered the words that struck a nerve, and Beta, whose smug expression had fuelled Lorcan's rage, stood nearby, awaiting his fate. Reagan knew not to provoke his Alpha at this moment and he couldn’t help but wonder how his Alpha felt at the moment.
Lorcan on the other hand initially thought that those gifts might change her mind and boy was he wrong?
Never in his life he has met someone so spoiled and stubborn.
Girls do like gifts right? And especially the rare and expensive one. Is there an
