My excuses

Vincent’s P.O.V.

“Lizette Bancroft. Age 18, one of the brightest students in the Silver Claw academy!”

The file containing all the information about my Erasthai was presented by Beta Arlo, he was lecturing me as usual.

“Our Queen is alone in the Silver Claw Pack. When will you call her parents?”

He turned the pages of the file and pointed out the contact information.

“Here are the links to her social media accounts and contact number.

Be a man and contact your Erasthai, she must be waiting for you.”

“No one is waiting for me!”

Fed up by his nosiness, I flipped the table and growled furiously.

“That little she-wolf has preferred to study for that stupid graduation over me.

Let her stay in that pack to live her life. I’m not interested in a stubborn teenager!”

Arlo took two steps back to avoid flying contents of my office table, gasping in disbelief.

“Calm down, Your Majesty!

Where is your logic? Your Erasthai is young, chasing her dreams like you did in your teen years