Prophecy

“My lord,” Donovan entered Max’s room, he saw him looking outside the window, thinking so deeply that it did not notice Donovan’s presence, “I knocked a couple of times and you have not answered, I thought you went outside,”

Max snapped out, and turn his head to look at Donovan, “Oh, I didn’t heard, I’m sorry,” Max said.

“What seemed to bother you, son?” this time, there is a trace of concern and curiosity with Donovan’s tone, he put down the tray he was holding, “Is this about your upcoming wedding? Are you unsure about Glazilda?”

Max smiled a bit, “No, it’s not that. You know that there is no feelings in this marriage,” He sighed and turn his gaze back to the window, he can see the trees dancing with the wind, “However; as an Alpha, I have to make sure that my people will be have a free and convenient life,”