Asher
When my mother and Ava had left the room, I took some time to think about what had been said. I understood that Ava was angry with me. That I could live with. Ava usually didn’t hold grudges, at least she didn’t with me. I knew how to win her over and get her to forgive me. What concerned me was what my mother had said. If she was right and I rejected Cleo, the Moon Goddess would not grant me another mate. If that was accurate, I would be a mate less Alpha in the eyes of the Moon Goddess. I would have heirs that would not have the Moon Goddess’ blessing to pass on the role of Alpha too. That meant my heirs might possibly pay the price for my decision to reject Cleo. Now that my mother and sister knew the truth about Cleo being my mate, knowing I had rejected the Moon Goddess’ gift,
