Ryan's POV
The predawn light painted the pack lands in silver as I gripped the steering wheel. Amelia's answer mattered, but refusal wasn't an option, not after last night's incident with Caroline. My beta's daughter is slipping into my chambers like some desperate she-wolf in heat. The shame it brought her father... unacceptable.
Amelia would become my Luna. The triplets had already chosen her, their wolfish instincts recognizing what I'd been too blind to see. How they'd snarled at every other female who dared approach me, yet melted into her touch. That alone decided it. She'd remain with us until they came of age. I wouldn't let my pups lose another mother.
And... I want my mate.
If a contractual marriage would make her feel more secure about our relationship, then I would be willi
