I patiently waited for Tristan to leave the pack’s premises before I approached the entrance with my heart pounding in my chest. I hated that the mere thought of Harold made me so uneasy, and it wasn’t even the same for him. As I got closer to the gigantic gate, a guard stepped forward and blocked my path.
"Halt! You cannot make an entrance into the packing house without authorization. What’s your name, and who are you here to see?" His declaration dripped with suspicion.
A baffled frown furrowed my brow, and my eyes shifted back and forth between the guard and the gate before I finally responded with a calm tone.
"I am Alexia, the mate of Alpha Harold, and I want to see him. It is important that I do so; let me in."
My words didn’t help the situation as the stern expression on his fac
