Chapter Fifty Seven: Did They Fight

Alpha Dennis sighed heavily.

"What's this?" He mumbled with a worried expression.

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****SUNDAY, MACPHERSON'S MANSION****

In the sitting room, Dylan was sitting on a couch while pressing his phone with a smile on his face. Rita suddenly sat beside him.

"What are you doing?" She asked and Dylan looked at her.

"What do you mean?" He asked back.

"Why are you smiling like that? Shouldn't you be worried about finding your mate?" Rita asked with a frown.

"Why should I be worried when I already found her" Dylan mumbled and Rita rolled her eyes but her eyes suddenly widened.

"What did you just say? You've found your mate?" Rita asked.

"Yes" Dylan replied without looking at her.

"Oh my! Seriously? I'm so happy for you!" Rita shouted happily and hugged him.

"Come on mum, I'm busy here" Dylan groaned and Rita pulled out of the hug.

"You brat!" She glared at him.

"So tell me, when am I meeting her?" She added, anxiously.

"Seriously mum?" Dylan frowned.

"What do you mean? Come on, tell me