Leondre's POV
I woke up at 10 am, shower, and went to Amos's office. I didn't wait to hear a come-in before I entered.
I find him sitting in his chair. The former Alpha and Luna are on the couch with two other men. They all get to their feet at my arrival and bow.
We exchange pleasantries, and I take a chair in front of the new Alpha.
"I found my mate in your pack," I inform him. From the looks on their faces, it seems they already knew.
Amos knit his eyebrows in interest while the other people in the room cheer forcibly as if they were wary.
"I found her in the dungeon, being molested by your guards," I say, repulsed. Amos's face shows anger and fury as I continue to tell them. A growl rips from his chest, and he hits his desk, breaking it in half.
"I'll kill them," he declares
"Already did," I grin sarcastically.
"What happened? Why was she locked up?" I asked, looking into his eyes, and he fidgeted uncomfortably. I believe it has something to do with him. He swallows thickly.
"Which one?"
"Don't play dumb with me. You're already starting to irritate me."
He looks offended but doesn't say a word. He inhales, puts his arms on the broken table, and looks at me.
"Anaiah," he starts, and I repeat her name silently. Anaiah. It's a beautiful name for a lovely girl. A smile makes its way to my lips.
'It suits her,' adds Saga.
"There is a mistake. Anaiah is not yours. She's my mate,"
I growl and get to my feet. I'm in front of him in a flash, holding him by his neck. I lift him off the ground and squeeze his neck. His face starts to turn purple, but I don't release him. How dare you claim my mate, the former Alpha and Luna, are pleading, but I turn a deaf ear.
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