"It has been almost a year, Kraig!" Bernard was sitting on the chair behind the desk, his hand in front of his eyes, head down.
"So what? I have no intention of stopping looking for her." Kraiga answered, pretty calm, looking at his father while sitting on the chair in front of the Alpha.
"I have delayed the ceremony a lot. But people are starting to wonder if you are suitable for the position. They think… " He paused.
"They think what, dad? That I'm crazy? Delusional?"
Bernard looked at his son and sighed.
"Yeah. They think you lost your mind when Delina vanished."
"Dad, look, I know she will come back. And don't worry. I'm doing my best to become the Alpha this pack wants and needs. Am I not doing a good job?"
"You're doing great, son. Actually, you have never been better than now."
