Denver's POV
"My Alpha! My Alpha." I heard a loud consistent knock coming from the door as I slowly opened my eyes.
The sun was set and looking beside me was Celia, cuddling the duvet and sleeping soundly.
"Good morning, sweetie…" I whispered softly, planting a peg on her cheek before stepping down from the bed.
If I kept lying and staring at her, Adolphus might bring down the door.
"I know you will be the only person to ruin my honeymoon." I teased, walking to the other wing of the chamber with him and he shook his head.
"My apologies, My Alpha." He bowed.
"Go ahead and report. What is it?" I sighed heavily, still feeling a bit sleepy and tired.
"It's Alpha Tendon, Miss. Laura's father." He informed me bluntly and I smirked.
I saw that coming and I was already prepared for him.
"Where is he?" I asked, raising a sly brow.
"In the gathering hall with a few pack elders," Adolphus said steadily.
