Lauchlan
He attended to all those mating alliances for the she-wolves coming to his pack, and it was 11am by the time they were completed. He’d waved his unit off from going with him as he walked off to go to Tyler's home to greet her for the day, and see how she was doing this morning.
Her mother Ophelia answered the door, “Morning Alpha Lauchlan.”
“Morning Ophelia, is Tyler home?” he asked, though he could smell her scent here in the house.
“Yes, come in.” she nodded.
He took that as a good sign, not being sent away. He stepped inside, and his eyes found her. She was sitting reading a book, looked comfortably curled up on the lounge. “Morning Tyler.” He smiled at her.
She stood up and greeted him, “Alpha.”
“Now didn’t I ask that you just call me Lauchlan, last night,” he commented
