Chapter 119 – Irene, the witch
We exit Golden Iris and head onto the freeway quickly.
My witch friend, Irene lives in a coven two hours drive away. She is quite reliable, and I am confident that she knows the answers to the puzzle of Gabriel and Rosalie.
Kristine and I talk about a variety of topics while I drive. However, I then recall that Tyler, Blue River's Alpha, and Kristine had been mated for more than three years. She also spent two years as the chosen mate of former Alpha Tristan, also his Luna, before they were together.
"Kris, do you and Tyler seem to be considering having a pup? The pack requires assurance that its leadership will continue." I'm surprised when there's an awkward silence. Since the woman next to me has grown to be a confidante, I guess we can talk about our personal affairs as such.
She has a look of intense anguish on her face as I turn to face her. I'm not sure why my comment did not go over properly. Isn't it natural for every Alpha to have a successor?
"Kris, what is it? What is causi

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