Chapter 60. The Elders

“Don’t you have any shame?” Uncle Gary asked.

I slipped from the bed but Marcel grabbed my hand so I didn’t leave the room. I wanted to crawl out of the room and disappear.

“Stop it, Gary, can’t you see they’re in love?” Olga scolded.

Gary threw his head back and laughed. “Why am I not surprised? Of course, you knew about this… this… affair!”

“They love each other. You’re a wrinkled old batt what would you know about love?” Olga wagged her finger at him.

At least they weren’t all mounting disapproval of us.

“We’re not talking about love, Olga. This is about the pack throne. We have to secure a strong succession,” the third elder member said.

Right, they thought if Marcel and I had kids they would all have weak wolves.

“Are you telling me the three of you travelled here just to tell me who I can’t mate? You wasted your valuable time,” Marcel snapped and his grip on my hand got tighter.

“We’ve already picked a replaceme