My Mate is the President Alpha
Leon’s bloodshot eyes locked onto Eve, then he tossed the lifeless pup back to the shaman, slumping to the ground, confused.
He couldn’t understand. He’d followed the same path—chosen Eve, bonded, gotten her pregnant. Why this?
Another shaman emerged, beaming, turning to Seurin and me. “Congratulations, Luna Emily, Alpha Seurin! You’ve given birth to a beautiful pureblood wolf pup!”
Before everyone, the shaman revealed the infant—golden fur, bright mane, golden eyes. It lay quietly, observing.
Seurin glanced at the pup, then at me. “Emily, are you alright? Any discomfort?”