Rasmon
Aunt Verona sat on the chair across from mine and lit another cigarette. "I don't see the need for a long face, nephew. You did the right thing—Lucan's happy, I'm happy. Verania is happy."
I knew she said the latter just to provoke me. "Letting her leave with Lucan was a bad idea. What if she tries to escape and succeeds?"
"Derrick is a competent Gamma, Rasmon. Do you think he’ll let her escape? She wouldn't know where to go even if she tried, and she knows the consequences of trying to do such a thing.”
That wasn't what worried me, but I didn't mention it because I knew she wouldn't understand. "I didn't ask you to join me here to discuss the breeder."
Aunt Verona gave me a look. "You're the one who brought her up."
I ignored her. "Arius' party organizer will be here at any moment, and I suggested that he work with you to get this damned party together. I didn't want to burden you with this, Aunt."
"But the Alpha King's command should be obeyed, am I right?" she asked just t
