Chapter 125
“Your parents heard.”
F uck.
“Heard?”
I repeated. He rolls his eyes at my attempt to feign ignorance and raises his shoulders into a shrug.
“They’re happy for you.”
Leaning against the cu shion, he smirks.
“Though, your mother is a little offended at the fact you didn’t bother introduce her.”
The pure amusement in his tone rubbed me the wrong way but I kept my mouth shut. I hum, walking to the glass cabinet where the whiskey is kept. Taking three cups in my hand and grabbing a bottle, I walk over to Williams and had him one. Weston pushes himself off the wall and walked over, taking his cup from me. Pouring them a cup, I sigh.
“I don’t want to scare her off too early with the whole lover-meeting-the-parents bit.”
I tell him, taking a swig of the whiskey. I don’t take note of Williams’ expression and the way his eyes bulged from their sockets before he starts coughing and wheezing with the whiskey spilling from the cup he dropped. He hunched over, slamming the hand he curled into a fist on his chest. “L-lover?”

he blanched, face going red.
I get quiet, holding the cup in my hand as Weston looks over to me then Williams with shimmering, excited eyes. I can feel his thirst for drama. The excitement through the bond tells me so.
“…Perhaps.”
I mumble, still unsure exactly where I stood with Selene. She had given me permission to pursue her, but I don’t know where that would put me as. We were more than acquaintances but less than friends. The feelings I get around her would strongly disagree, but even I knew that our contact with one another wasn’t much to brag about.
“Perhaps? What do you mean?”
Williams probs, easily forgetting about the whiskey he spilled over the floor.
“I asked her for the permission to pursue her, and she agreed.”
Williams’ eyes widened as he slowly sank into his seat. He nodded, a look of understanding crossing his face. He looked beyond surprised. Like he was not expecting our relationship ship to progress this quickly. I can’t really blame him. I had my own doubts when I asked her. Glancing over to him from the corner of my eyes, I took another swig of whiskey.
“…So I don’t have to worry about grandpups anytime soon, right?”
I c ock a brow, mildly amused by his question. Weston busts out laughing, hand clutching onto his stomach as he leisurely made his way toward the desk. Grabbing the bottle of whiskey, he pulled the lid off and began to pour himself another glass.
“At this rate Chancellor, your grandpups are definitely coming in the near future.”
He smirks, eyes darting to look at me. His eyebrows wiggling suggestively.
“Unless they’re already in the oven?”
Williams’ face pales as he looks at me. His wolf stands upright, eyes as wide as his before falling
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over from shock. I roll my eyes, finishing off any remaining alcohol in my cup.
“You two lack faith in me.”
Weston shrugs, sipping on his drink before rolling his head to the side.
“Can you really blame us, Alpha? The one and only time you and Alpha Crestfield made a public appearance, you both were so enwrapped with one another to notice anything!”
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