The Meeting With Family

ALARIC

Okay, so it was cool. Mom blinked her eyes, not to mention several times. Dad kept staring at Viviana. Gianna had doey eyes. No, it’s correct to say puppy dog eyes. Ashton was neutral. Viviana was standing still. All this happened in some instants of I declaring Viviana as my mate.

Here’s how the introduction went:

“Everyone, this is Viviana. My mate. And Viv, this is my family.

Mom, dad, Ashton, and my little pup, Gianna.”

That’s it. I didn’t say anything. Nothing at all. It was meant to be this way.

Noah was behind me with some bottles of soft drinks. Everyone was occupied with how to react except Gianna. She was thrilled to have Viviana. Always so chirpy and excited about everything.

“Alpha! Luna!” Noah bent down and greeted us. It was for the first time that someone in the pack bowed to Viviana. Someone treated her as my woman, my Luna, my equal. This, someone, was Noah. Ashto