Chapter 43 - [K] Territorial Disputes, Near And Far

My elbows sit on the table as my eyes harden. I lock my fingers together in front of me as I stare at Luca, who thankfully won't ask too many questions when I am in a bad mood.

"Their additional comments about the event sound like a convenient excuse to continue pursuit. I am not having this precedent set in my territory."

"Then…"

"If they want to take the time to arrange a proper council meeting where the whole truth can be argued in front of the eyes of each pack representative, then I would possibly consider making a move. Tell them this."

"Understood."

A mate bond that did not sever properly was rare, but not unheard of. We've researched it.

Usually it indicated a lingering emotional attachment that could be dealt with at a therapist. Foolish men who pressured their mates into accepting a rejection.