Tyler was pissed.
There was a reason he avoided most of these werewolf events. They were always extremely exhausting.
That's the truth, but there he was, sitting at the private balcony as he watched all the arrivals of the Alpha Ball attendees through a small gap between two curtains. He asked to be allowed a private spot so he could enjoy good scenery and quiet during the ceremony if needed.
He hated the attention. All he wanted was to finish the party quickly and go home because there was a stack of work piled up and waiting at his desk. There was an urgency of situation on the borders of his pack territory. He should be reading the reports, analyzing them and finding a way out.
Yet, here he was thinking about those two women.
One of which should be his mate. The person he had been
