The baby squirmed around in my arms, yet he never let out a cry of discontent.
He already had some hair on his head, the same dark shade that his father had. In my eyes that was also where the resemblance stopped. His eyes were the same shade as his mother’s, as was his skin tone and judging by his ability to keep his discontent to himself, his personality would also be similar to hers. The lucky boy would make for a great alpha one day, as I sometimes wondered if Kamaria should rule instead of some of the other alphas I had put in place. A male version of her mixed with the intelligence and perseverance of Demetrius would even make a great king.
I forced myself to think of something else. The papers were already signed and ready in my office, with the standard three trusted allies know
