We left the skeptical elders in the pack hall and now I was seeing another version of Xander in our room.
Xander paced the room, his brows furrowed in deep contemplation. His wolf remained restless, ruffling mine in return.
We had two options: either we tell everyone that we lied about the mating mark or take help from Daisy.
“Xander, don’t fret. We will find a way out.” I re*ssured him, but to no avail.
“No, I can’t calm down. My pack members doubted me. This can’t happen.” he was furious.
“But they are not wrong. We aren’t mated so whatever they said remains valid.” I answered him and stood in front of him.
His eyes were filled with emotions, mostly rage but I could feel he was a little scared too.
I approached him, placing a hand on his arm to halt his restless pacing. "Xander, w
