A Mate For The Rogue Alpha
He could imagine the kind of children they would have together, strong descendants from powerful bloodlines.
So, he called an elder, one of the oldest werewolves in his pack. Matic had been a old friend of his father and he agreed to come see Alejandro immediately when he called him on the phone. In thirty minutes, Matic was in Alejandro's office, sipping on mint tea. The man was much older than Alejandro remembered and it seemed like life had not been good to him, judging from how he held the cup with two shaky hands.
“Alpha, I must say that I am surprised when you sent for me. We have not spoken since you were a little boy,” Matic pointed out, dropping the cup to scratch his bald spot betw
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