Chapter 0124
I looked at Sheila in anger and disbelief. “You really did think of everything, didn’t you? I assume you also
have a reason planned out as to why I should be required to mark you before the pup is born?”
Sheila gave me an evil smile, but only I could see it because she was still pretending to hide behind
Margle.
“Yes, you would have to mark her, James,” my mother answered for Sheila. “Bearing a mate’s mark will
help strengthen her pregnancy and help you adjust to married life sooner.”
“What married life, Mother?” I asked. “I am not marrying Sheila. Not now, not ever.”
“YOU WILL MARRY HER, JAMES,” my father growled. “I understand that you do not like it, but YOU WILL
DO IT.”
“How exactly do you think you are going to enforce that order, Father? What are you going to do? Alpha-
command me to marry her?” I taunted him.
Alpha-commands are amazing things, but they are not without their limits. A marriage that occurs
because of an alpha-order is automatically void, and on top of that, any alpha who attempts to force a
marriage using one can be brought up on charges before the werewolf council.
“YOU. WILL, MARRY. SHEILA.” My father growled again, ignoring my taunt. “Everyone in this pack knows that you have been sleeping with her, and she is now pregnant. Actions have consequences, James.
Marrying her is yours.”
IS RIGHTFULLY THEIRS. ‘You either marry Sheila, or I will turn the pack over to Nick. Period, end of discussion.” was about to tell my father to go ahead and name Nick his heir, when Joey suddenly spoke up.
“Sheila’s pup is not the heir. My… my cousin Mary Beth is carrying James’ pup too. Mary Beth is already showing, so I think’she is further along than Sheila, which would make her pup his heir.”
Suddenly, you could hear a pin drop in the suite.
“WHAT?!?!” my mother exclaimed after a few seconds. “James… James, is this true?”
I gave a dirty look to Joey, and then took a moment to collect my thoughts.
“Well, mother, I will put it this way: The likelihood that Mary Beth is carrying my heir is the same, if not greater, than the chance that Sheila is.”
My mother sank down on a chair, trying to catch her breath as she began to have a panic attack. My father immediately went over to her and began rubbing her back, trying to calm her down. He then looked at me.
“James, I will meet you in my office in 30 minutes. We will not continue this conversation here, in front of everyone. You and I will talk privately, and we will discuss the path forward.”
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