24. AJ

I was in my office when I smelt a familiar scent in the air and clenched my jaw. Ashton has been visiting Ajax a lot more frequently since they became friends and as much as I wanted to tell him to not come over, I didn’t want Ajax to be upset with by rejecting his friend. I sighed and rubbed my face as I ignored the scent of the wolf and turned back to the piles of paperwork on my desk.

A knock on my door made me look up and call at the person on the other side to enter.

“I’m still wondering how yon still haven’t told Ajax to not invite that guy over,” Dillon said as he walked in and sat across from me once he closed the door behind hm, “if Jake had a mate before me and was rejected and then said mate wanted to be friends with him, I’d be pissed and would tell him to not invite him to the pack house.”

I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the ache that had formed in my temples. "You forget, Dillon, that our mates are different," I responded, trying to keep my frustration at bay. "Ajax