"WE'RE STILL not sure about this, Clarabelle," Alpha Angelov said seriously as she stared at Clarabelle with a hopeful expression in her eyes.
Clarabelle's brows furrowed. "What? What's the matter?!"
"I cannot feel anything. There's no connection..." he uttered.
She sighed as she rolled her eyes. "The shaman has already told you about this! So, what's with the hesitation, Angelov? The whole pack is in our favour! They would love me to be their Luna more than that woman you took to pretend!"
Alpha Angelov clenched his jaw. As much as possible, he wants to control himself even if Clarabelle is really testing his patience sometimes.