At the dining room, Alpha Nureo, Charlotte, Beta Madrid, a particular man and some Old-looking men were seated by the dining table.
"Alpha, your marriage can no longer be delayed. Time is of the essence," one of the Elders said, his gaze fierce and strict.
"I can't find my mate," shrugging, he said, acting like he didn't care about marriage or getting married.
"You are not getting younger. We need an heir to strengthen your dominance in the pack," the Elder said, focusing on Alpha Nureo.
Annoyed, Nureo slammed his fist against the table and asked, "Didn't you hear what I said? I have no mate, how do I get married?"
"That's exactly the job of the Elders. We would arrange a marriage for you like every other pack does for their mateless Alpha," the elder said, annoying Nureo more. Was this old man calling him mate less?
