THE KING WAREWOLF'S

part 12's

a woman in her mid-30s was standing on the side of the garden, she sipped green tea from the ceramic glass in her hand.

his bead stared at the vast expanse of the park behind the pack house.

big hands flanking her slender waist.

the woman simply turned the lazy eyeball in response to the treatment.

"what are you doing, baby?" the man kissed the woman's earlobe.

"nothing, what is it until the Alpha visits this servant?" the woman said as gently as possible.

Rey laughed crisply.

"i miss you Martha" Rey hugged Martha's waist.

"really? then quickly carry out our marriage, so you'll be able to look at me as much as you want" Martha's hand stroked Rey's fingers.

"i'll do it soon, but you'll know my wife's death hasn't even been a month, so we need to be more patient" Rey kissed and sniffed Martha's smooth neck.

"well, what about Dylan? " Martha asked as she sipped back on her favorite drink.

"over time he'll take you Mart, but for now I hope you don't listen to Dylan."

Martha only let out a heavy sigh, when will Dylan receive her? I don't know.

"later in the night Dylan will be the real Alpha, and whatever he says we must follow Rey, no exception" Martha looked at the leaves that were slightly shaking with the wind.

"i know, but we're her parents, she won't probably go too far either" Rey placed her chin on Martha's shoulder.

"hm. has Dylan found his mate?" asked Martha, a soft cry from Rey.

"he hasn't found it yet. "Rey looked at the plant in front of him.

"so yes,"

"i will immediately have Dylan look for the material, however, an Alpha must be accompanied by a mate for his power to be stable. After all, Nicho has found the material, and I think Dylan will soon find the material" a heavy sigh rang out after Rey finished her sentence.

it's up to Dylan to tell him what, after all, he's Dylan's father, and he wants the best for his son.

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today it looks pack house is very crowded, later tonight the coronation of the Alpha will be done, but there are guests who have arrived.It is only natural that he can see the state of the pack house, the state of the house, dylan's private mansion is right next to the pack house, with the balcony of Luna's room facing right towards the pack house.

he was actually very curious, but whatever the power, he was just a prisoner.

Fatel was astonished by him, he was actually a prisoner, but was treated like a guest.

is he a prisoner or a guest?

it is possible that the captives here are treated like this as well, then Fatel is willing to be a prisoner if this is the case.

eh? is he not a prisoner.

Fatel shook his head, expelling all the strange thoughts in his brain.

fatel's gaze was fixed on the child who played under not far from his balcony.

Fatel smiled watching the child's movements.

he remembered his childhood, without parents, and there was only his aunt who took care of him, making Fatel an independent person.

the boy stopped playing and headed for one of the women holding a fruit basket.

maybe it's Fatel's inner mother.

"i miss my mom and dad" Fatel smiled faintly.

she asked her Aunt, and Yesa just said her parents were very nice, they died from an accident and only Fatel survived, by then Fatel was 3 months old.

Fatel wondered why his parents did not leave family photos, or other photos like normal family in general, but again his aunt said their house was a fire a month before the accident.

fatel suddenly remembered the cold and arrogant Alpha candidate in the universe. Fatel was a little uncomfortable around the man.

his heart beat as they wished, regardless of how hard it was to hide their blaring voices.

sometimes while with the man, Fatel felt that he was one of the men, but he also did not know clearly what he was feeling.

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xx_apilla