Forty Three.

Nate

“Elsa? You think Elsa is the one that can sort all this out?” I look at my mate. She is standing completely still, staring up at Rex.

“I can’t do anything.” She mutters

“I think you have lost the plot.” Lola mutters with a frown and tugs Elsa away.

“You really should make her stay. She should hear this.” Rex watches them disappear upstairs.

“She’s overwhelmed. Just let her be.”

“You can’t ignore what is right in front of you.”

“Ignore? I’m not ignoring anything. You seem to think you have the answer.” I snap. “Just let her rest for now.”

“That’s your choice.” He mutters. “But if I were the Alpha here, things would be a lot different.”

“So now you’re trying to tell me how to run my pack?”

“You may not like it Nate, but when you call for other Alphas because they have more experience, it would suggest you are not cut out to be Alpha. Or maybe it’s the fact you listen to everyone’s ideas. I certainly wouldn’t have let it get this far.”

“Yeah, well, thanks for your help.” I mutter sa