Author’s POV“What about the future? You mean my future as Alpha, or what? Don’t tell me you have got the blues,” Mason replied and folded his arms across his chest. “Nothing makes me sad, you know that. Not even your father, though he still hasn’t been coming home, always with his mistress,” Isabella sighed, tightening her silk robe, ignoring the tension between them.“I get it. Now get to the fucking point, I have got somewhere to be,” Mason assured, though worry flickered in his green eyes. “Language, son. I wanted to talk about you taking over the company after university and picking a wife,” Isabella stated. Mason tilted his head, disbelief flashing across his face. “I told you I don’t want to work in your company. I don’t want to be Alpha yet. I have my own dreams. I want to build my own company, bigger than yours, globally recognized across all packs. I don’t want to be you and Dad’s puppet,” he said, gnashing his teeth in anger.“And I support that, it’s a good dream. But
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