Chapter Ninety-Three

~Tristan~

We listened to the ring on the other end of the line. Titus, Brandon and I collectively held our breath as we waited. I had put the call on speaker phone after instructing both of them to be quiet and merely listen.

A gruff voice picked up on the third ring, “Silver Moon, Alpha Lucian speaking. State your business.”

I’m not sure what I was expecting, but that wasn’t it. I quickly recovered from my momentary lapse of speech, “Good evening Alpha Lucian. This is Alpha Tristan of Moonlight Pack.”

“I see. What can I do for you, Alpha Tristan?” Lucien was cold and sounded as though he was irritated by the phone call.

“I have a pack member who is looking to find a chosen mate. His fated mate passed away many years ago. He is originally from Silver Moon and was hoping to perhaps visit his home pack and start his search there. I would, of course, never expect you to invite a virtual stranger, original pack member or not, into your lands without meeting them first. So I was calli