The entire mansion was abuzz, I had never fucking seen it so alive. Marcel didn’t really host parties, and those that did take place would be in the Pack Hall.

"Leo, Corrado, ah, you are both ready." Marcel said, coming over, wearing a pair of beige pants and a black shirt.

"Care to share what exactly this party is for?"

"For Azura!" Corrado added.

"Yeah… I get that." I said tugging his cheek before looking at Marcel seriously, mind linking him. ‘But the reason? She’s not a part of this pack, and neither are we… a couple.’

‘No seems not, or not officially, but she is still carrying your child....