Writer’s pov

Alpha’s mansion….!

The queen squirts her eyes and stare at Xander.. Xander sits on a sofa and throws his head back on the headrest.

His mother sits opposite him, knitting patterns.

“Xander, it’s so early, what are you doing here? And where is your mate?” She asked.

“Ah!” Xander sighs for the hundredth time.

“Boy! If you don’t wanna tell me the reason you’ve been sighing, then get your butts back to your mansion!” His mother said.

“Ah!” He sighs again.

“Ok, that’s it, get up!”

His mother got up and was ready to pull him off the sofa, but Xander shakes his head and held onto the...