“Welcome to our packhouse, Dragon Prince and dragon Lords,” Jermaine entered the living hall with his grandsons to greet their guests. All the men exchanged smiles as they walked to the middle of the room.
“Alpha Jermaine,” Aiden smiled, standing tall as he came face to face with the old wolf. “Thank you for having us this evening,” he extended his hand first before Jermaine could bow. Stone and Arnold wore pleasant smiles when they witnessed Aiden’s respectful attitude towards their Grandfather. The Prince had removed all formalities between them in order to make the atmosphere light for everyone. Jermaine chuckled, accepting Aiden’s hand.
“We’re grateful that the dragon Lords have blessed us by accepting the invitation. Please make yourself at home,” he remarked, shaking hands with E
