Chapter 132

Alpha Peter struggled with speechlessness, as he digested what the redheaded human in front of him had just said and implied. A big black wolf with deep blue eyes? That was the exact description of his son.

He had seen it first hand in the forest. If not for the other interesting factor, the phantom and the human, he had almost gushed at the largeness of his son’s wolf, and its sheer blackness; and he hadn’t even turned 18 yet. He had been happy, but then the issue of the phantom had zapped his interest.

And the human? Who and what could she be? He wondered, staring at her, not even knowing what to say. And why would her son sacrifice himself for her? Were they mates?

No, impossible. He concluded. He remembered he had asked his son, sometime yesterday, if the redhead was his mate, based on his instincts, and his son had replied in the negative. So, what could this mean? He refused to believe that the human’s dream was a mere nightmare like his mate had said. He did