Chapter Three Hundred-Eighty – The Question
Zeldris had a pale and distraught expression as he walked back to Green Valleys Pack. That Alpha Stefan was the mate of his dear Princess Laurel.
He'd have slept it off at Sorren's place if he didn't have duties to attend to by the Princess' side, but it felt difficult to stay by her side after learning this.
He wanted to ask her about her opinion of the Alpha but she'd either look disgusted or offended.
She was still young to understand that the further away she stayed from her mate, the more sour she'd become.
"If I think of it, she'd been quite sour lately." Zeldris forced a smile. That meant he should really help her be with her mate. To that, he'd really need help.
"Ah, Zeldris!"
Zeldris looked up and a thought came to his mind. He looked Quincy over and his smile increased.
