Chapter 8. Longing

Michael

"Goodnight, my king. We will see you in the morning." He grunted in response and went straight to his gloomy office in the north wing.

He was fairly sure his aim was to guard his mate. At least he had a purpose now. It made him feel less guilty for abandoning him to his own devices.

Alexander was the brother he never had. His best friend aside from his mate, Alexie. People call it a bromance. He smirked. It was what his mate labeled their closeness.

Werewolf pregnancy was very difficult. He was an only child, his parents died from a rogue attack when he was 20. He was at Cambridge at that time getting his doctorate in business.

His king was there for him during those tough times. Alexie’s and Xander’s age gap was 90 years. The Moon Goddess’s strict edict was that they could only conceive with their mates.

Alexie stopped aging at 21 when she received the gift from the goddess, he – at 26 years. They had been together for more than 60 years.