Chapter 105

I can’t say that it wasn’t strange for me to be sitting at the same table as Mikhail and have him almost in front of me, so happy. I know well that my brother had grown and matured, that he had changed to take on responsibilities that I had neglected, but the Mikhail I had there was nothing like the guy who had confronted me in the study of the house in Bratsk and left me alone. Of course he wanted to be the next Majority Alpha. He went to the wedding without his fiancée, for some reason.

Nor can I deny that I felt less self-conscious in his effervescent presence.

“I brought the guitar,” Milo said, proudly. “You’re going to see the chacarera I’m going to sing to you; you’re all going to fall on your asses.”

“Stop drinking, you!” Cecilia reprimanded him, taking the glass from his paw-hand. “How pretty you’re going to look, singing drunk at your friend’s wedding.”

“It’s a glass of wine, Ceci…”

“There is no more wine until they bring the food!”

I cou