~Damon~

“Pack mother Ashara?” Xander called, surprised.

“You missed our first meeting!” Pack mother gritted sharply, meeting my eyes.

My eyebrows arched up. “First meeting?”

“Your Luna was never supposed to meet me alone. She sure didn't marry herself, did she?” she sneered, her voice icy and sarcastic.

I glanced at Logan and Xander, confused.

True, I had heard of this tradition when I took over the Pack, but I never thought, as the Alpha, I was bound to follow it.

“Em, greetings Pack mother, but I'm quite busy and have a lot of things–”

“Still not a good enough reason to abandon your wife!” She cut me off.

Abandon?...