Riley
“Strange.” I sighed. “Very strange.” I frowned as I paged through one of the old family albums. I had been spending the morning just looking back at a time when our children were younger. A time before mates and everything that came with it.
“What is so strange?” Caleb appeared behind me, making me jump with fright. I didn’t realize I had been talking to myself.
“Have you noticed that our sons are the ones who have mysterious red-eyed alpha mates and not our daughters? Why is it always the male bloodline?” I frowned and Caleb burst out laughing.
“No, it’s not. There was no male to carry over the bloodline in our generation. You did that.” He put a mug of coffee down in front of me and I looked at the beautifully polished wooden table. I would love to one day see this table in one
