By the afternoon, the snow had stopped falling, leaving a beautiful view of the landscape. The couples in the pack spent their free time with tea, snacks, and cuddling except for one couple. In a large living room, two mates faced each other, and the female's face had lost all of its colors.
“What did you just say?” Alvara asked, her voice low and shaking, wanting to confirm that what she had just heard was correct.
“Why do I need to repeat myself?” Harrison tossed his coat on a chair in annoyance. “I have arranged Laila’s marriage with Alpha Noah’s pack,” he sounded bored and tired.
“What the hell are you saying, Harrison?!” Alvara burst out in surprise and rage. “Why would you plan our daughter’s marriage without asking for her consent?!” She demanded.
“Consent?” Harrison’s devil
