Their pack… Claude figured that would be proper to say that. He was mated to the Alpha and should rule that pack as the Alpha's pair. However, it was the same pack that exiled his grandfather and kept his mother away. The wolves in this pack were the ones he was warned not to trust. He could only join Len and the Epsilons because they were all children. The whole pack was a different story.
Claude only smiled at Len, confusing the other. He turned away and sighed. "Irving said there will be food. I'm hungry. Is that normal?"
"…yes. Maybe we should eat now." Len narrowed his gaze before nuzzling Claude again. He then turned to the designated junior Gamma. "James, get everyone to serve the food now."
"Huh? We're not getting the formal announcement?" Jameson's brows lifted. When Len glared at him, he only pouted. "It's also like this when you first received their blessings, Len. How do we know you're not faking it again?"
Len flinched… before stalking toward Jameson.
