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“What do you mean 'ruin your chances with Zoe'?”
“I… um… turns out my son has a daughter. Zoe agreed to let me bring Olena to meet her.”
“Wait, Micah has a daughter?” I ask, perplexed.
“Yes, Zoe's child is my granddaughter; I met her today when I pulled her over.”
I sigh. No doubt, Micah has some explaining to do, and Micah wanna do the right thing by Zoe and her kid.
“That's fine, Richards. You've done enough,” I tell him.
“Thank you, Alpha. I can send you the tickets if you like?”
“No, it's fine. I trust you,” I tell Officer Richards before hanging up. I barely placed my phone down when it rings in my hand again and I see my father’s face pop up on the screen. Marcus is across the table from me, quietly stewing over his car, and I hand him the phone.
He glances at it and grits his teeth before rolling his eyes and answering it.
“Alpha Kalen,” he answers in a bored tone. I hear my father ask where I am before Marcus answers.
“He's taking a shit. Ate something and has been running back and forth from the toilet all night.” I grit my teeth and glare at him from across the table, and he smiles. “Yep, has a severe case of runny ass, crapped his pants in the elevator too; shit explosion.”
My fists clench, and Marcus smirks at me, knowing if I speak, he'll have to put me on the phone.
“I will be sure to tell him. Night, Alpha.” Marcus hangs up the phone and I growl at him.
“Was that fucking necessary?” I snap at him.
“Answer your own damn phone then,” he retorts. “Oh, and your father recommends Imodium; apparently you can get it from a pharmacy,” he taunts.
“What did he want?”
“He wanted to know if you made up your mind about Ava,” Marcus shrugs before cutting into his steak.
I'm not marrying that woman; I want nothing to do with Alpha John, and the fact my father meddled still pisses me off. Me rejecting her will undoubtedly cause a war between packs, but I refuse to marry that girl.
“Richards?” he asks. I shrug.
“He said he won't help anymore.”
“So that's it? She gets away with wrecking my car?”
“She didn't wreck your car. Besides, I'm planning on heading over there tomorrow; you can come if you want?” I smile and his eyes light up. Marcus has been begging me to take him there all day so he can give her a piece of his mind.
“About time I get to meet this woman that has you swooning and begging at her feet. Plus, I want to meet the woman who trashed my car and thinks she can get away with it,” he adds.
I roll my eyes at his dramatics. “Oh, she can get away with it—she's my mate.”
“If you expect me not to say something to her, you are sadly mistaken; she crossed the wrong Beta.”
“You do realize you are her Beta too, right?”
“Only once you mark her.”
“Be nice,” I tell him, digging into my dinner. I can’t help but feel the excitement bubble up within me, knowing I'll be going to see her tomorrow.
“What do you plan on doing about your father?” Marcus asks me. “Maybe tell him you found your mate,” he offers, and I nod.
“Yeah, I don't think I have a choice now,” I tell him honestly, and he hums in agreement. It's best we sort this feud out before it becomes an all-out war.
