The girl's eyes became round like two saucers.
"But how could it be?" - She asked puzzled, looking from the screen to those two. Lana silently pushed back the collar of her shirt, showing her mark. Greg followed suit, literally beaming with pride in the process.
"Check who made the registration. Perhaps this will bring you some ideas on what could it be, " - Lana told her with a hint. The girl shuddered, pulling back her eyes from Greg's collarbone and hurried to fulfill the request.
"Registration was done by the councilman Ian Winterbourne himself." - The secretary stated slowly still looking at the screen as if waiting that there will appear something else.
"Exactly," - Lana continued. - "Ian Winterbourne, my father, registered us as Mates himself. Not Alpha of Benne pack, as it should be. Doesn't it seem strange to you?"
"I don't ... But ..." - the girl stammered, confused.
