Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 547 The Ultimatum

Meanwhile, Landon returned to the main estate of the Nightshade Pack.

Inside the council chamber, Darren sat silently, staring at an old scroll of clan laws. When he heard footsteps, he didn't even look up. "You finally decided to come back?"

Landon walked straight up to him and got to the point. "Next Saturday, I'm bringing my fated mate to meet you."

Darren finally raised his eyes, wolf irises sharp and appraising. "Fated mate? Since when do you have a fated mate? You're not trying to pull a fast one, are you?"

Landon let out a soft laugh. "I've gone all these years without a partner. If I wanted to fool you, I would've done it long ago. Let me be clear my wolf only responds to her. My blood only reacts to her. She's the one. My future mate, and the future Luna of the Nightshade Pack"

Darren set the scroll down, his fingers tapping the table. "Where's she from? Which pack? What can she do?

"Frostmoon Pack. Her name's Tessa." Landon didn't mention-her white wolf bloodline, worried it would raise red flags. "She's strong-runs several companies on her own. Sharp mind, sharp instincts. She's every bit the equal of any Alpha.” Darren arched a brow. "Frostmoon Pack? That fading little clan?"

matter. What matters is her. She's worthy of me- and

down at him. "The Luna of this pack must be approved by

ask permission. I came to inform you. Next Saturday at noon, I'm

"Then I'll walk away with her. I'll give up my claim to the Nightshade Pack inheritance - all

out instantly, making the flames in the chamber's candles

unknown. She's my fated mate." Landon met his father's pressure head—on, his words clipped and firm.

walked in with a tray of tea - and right into the tension between father and son. She rushed to break it up. "Dad, Landon, come on. Can't we talk about this calmly? Landon, couldn't you try discussing this without

wolf is an ancient obsidian shadow wolf. If the Moon Goddess gave him a fated mate, how could she be weak? And come on- Landon's

with

smiled playfully. "You'll meet her next Saturday. Who knows - you might like her even more

snorted but didn't respond. Still,

took that as a silent agreement and gave a small nod. "Then