“It will be accomplished by another individual.” I will resolve that issue. After breakfast, change and meet Daisy in approximately one hour. He then addressed Daisy, stating, “We need to attend a meeting with Caelan following breakfast.”
Daisy arched an eyebrow at him, enquiring, “Why?”She enquired, aware that Caelan had mated with her the previous night, which was the reason. It was likely necessary to ensure she would not raise any objections regarding the matter. Or hold her accountable for it, who was aware of the man?
“What is the reason?” I presume you understand the reason. “However, if you prefer, I can articulate it clearly for everyone to hear,” he smirked directly at her, the audacious man, she realised.
“No, thank you,” Daisy murmured; she preferred to keep her intimate encounter with Caelan private, especially from Lydia. “Where is Lydia?”She attempted to divert Mason’s attention, only to be met with a profound frown; she had finally succeeded in erasing the smirk from his face.
“What prompts your inquiry?”“He responded.”
“What is the reason?” I presume you are acquainted with Mason; she and Caelan.
He gestured dismissively at her, interrupting her. “No, no,” he replied, shaking his head. “It was never that way.”
“Really?” she enquired. “That is not the impression I received,” she remarked. Ella had previously informed her that Caelan and Lydia were not Mates, yet Caelan had never rectified her on the matter. Thus, she would behave as if it remained unchanged.
No. Mason informed her that she resides here and possesses her own room.
Until recently, she reflected, based on what she had heard. “Indeed, they are a couple; you conveyed that information to me personally.” “He is accompanied by a girl,” she remarked, gazing directly at him.
“He did, but not any longer.”
“What is the reason for that?”“She inquired.” Mason merely shrugged at her, feigning ignorance; it was a falsehood, as he and Caelan shared a bond as intimate as that between her and Ella.
Daisy shook her head and consumed her breakfast, anticipating that whatever transpired in Caelan’s office would likely be unfavourable.
Daisy’s Perspective
Caelan was seated at his desk in his office, attired formally for the hour, donning a soft grey suit, a black dress shirt, and a white tie. She absently noted that the colour scheme must indicate he was heading to a meeting this morning. Although she had observed. During his time here, he consistently appeared well-dressed, typically in suit trousers paired with either a long-sleeve or short-sleeve dress shirt; he rarely donned casual attire such as jeans and a t-shirt, opting to dress down only for training purposes.
Mason shut the door behind them to ensure privacy.
It is unsurprising; Caelan would prefer that his pack does not overhear this discussion.
He rose when she entered the room, astonishing her considerably. What is his motivation for doing that? During his tenure as Alpha, individuals typically supported him. “Please take a seat, Daisy.” He circled his desk and gestured for her to occupy one of the leather chairs, rather than the seat positioned in front of his desk. This was unprecedented.
Daisy proceeded to the designated location, where he seated himself across from her and stated, “I believe we need to converse.”
“Probably,” she concurred. There was little she could do regarding the events that transpired; her sanguine tremors had caused her difficulties with him on two occasions now, though he remained unaware of this.
Likely believed it was solely him and her desiring him.
His eyes were narrowed at her, as if he disapproved of her response. “Do you comprehend what transpired last night?”
She nearly rolled her eyes; what she-wolf would not comprehend the significance of being knotted? They did offer s****l education classes in high school.
Indeed, Caelan, I am not foolish. You bonded with me.” She exhaled, “It ought not to have occurred. I comprehend that as well, Caelan.”
“I recognise your intelligence. I was merely confirming that no further discussion was necessary prior to this one.” He gazed at her intently, and she met his gaze unwaveringly. “I will not retract my statement, Daisy.”
She glared at him, enquiring, “What does that signify?”
“It signifies precisely that. It occurred, and I am recognising it.”
“We are no longer Mates. You must manage your wolf.” She shook her head.
“My wolf?” He reclined in the chair and gazed at her.
“Indeed, you possess a Mate, Caelan. What is her sentiment regarding your actions over the past 24 hours? Has she departed from you yet? I certainly would if you were my Mate and treated me in such a manner.”
Mason was glaring at her, but she remained indifferent. Let us ascertain Caelan’s perspective regarding Lydia.
He was glaring at her, clearly displeased with being confronted, which led her to conclude that he had no intention of revealing that Lydia was not his.
Companion. Desired her to persist in that belief.
Lydia and I are no longer in a relationship.
“Daisy was never my Mate,” he asserted after a prolonged silence. “You mentioned that I must manage my wolf; what of yours?”
Daisy shrugged, stating, “She comprehends that we are no longer Mates.” She sighed softly and added, “It has… I am uncertain how to articulate it.”
“Attempt,” he asserted.
Daisy gazed at Mason, who merely shrugged in response, remaining silent. She had previously addressed this matter with him, yet it appeared he would offer no assistance at that moment—“Alpha Issues.”
“Concerns?”
“Yes, she holds that view. If Hudson instructs her to perform a task, she must comply. One might say.”
“Ah, she is a commendable little wolf.” Caelan smiled directly at her, appearing pleased and somewhat entertained by the remark.
