Chapter 175

Foden chewed hurriedly on his eggs. He was late for the pack council meeting. All because Sofia had kept him up all night, she wouldn’t stay with her mother and cling to him instead. Even when he shifted several times to give her muddled in his fur, Sofia seemed to have a different mind of her own. Unlike him, Sansan had quite a good sleep and looked far better than he did.

There was no way he would refuse to take a long nap at the packhouse. Dylan would tease him all he wanted, but nothing would stop him.

“Say what you want to say, San. My food might end up in the wrong hole at this point,” he moaned, not looking up from his plate.

“Honey,” Sansan called out in her sweetest tune.

Feeling pulled by the endearment. Sighing, he leaned back into the chair to stare at her. But she had already made her way to him, trying to squeeze herself onto his lap. Wrapping her arms around him, she kissed his lips.

Foden smiled, holding her to him. “This had better be g