What, what?”

Preston was dumbfounded.

“Go back to the pack manor and ask Mr. Sheridan to prepare the mating ceremony gifts.”

It took Preston a few minutes to take in what Griffon had said and to regain his ability to speak after the shock he’d been delivered.

“You can’t be serious. Are you really going to mate Tara? Her character is questionable at best for a Luna. Our pack needs someone kind, someone full of light and love…someone who respects other people.”

Griffon didn’t reply. His vacant eyes were filled with a dim light.

He felt as if he had fallen into a lonely abyss.

Preston’s eyes were full of...