CHAPTER 8: MOMMY, WHO IS THE BEAUTIFUL GUEST?

I scanned from side to side as I rushed through the long hallway and down the staircases. I still couldn't believe she was here. Daniela, the mother of my two adorable kids, was here.

'She is not the one,' I tried to convince myself, but it was hard. I knew I would be disappointed if she wasn't, but my heart wouldn't stop pounding in my chest. I could feel its thumping in my ears. My wolf was jumping and stirring in my head, full of life, but no matter how many times I asked him why he was so happy, he wouldn't say anything. Just like five years ago, after learning that Daniela was dead, he remained silent.

It was hard for me because I felt weak as an Alpha. I couldn't perform my duties well back the but later on, my wolf forgave me.

But, it took me long before I could come to terms with it.

Pushing all thoughts behind me, I turned to another hallway and followed a corner that led to the living room of the packhouse. I froze, my knees going numb at the thought of meeting her again.