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much time to dig further.”
“Don’t worry,” Will assured, even though he couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. Would he ever make James realise that they were fated mates?
Byron looked back and forth between father and son. “Will, are you a hundred percent sure he’s the one?”
“Don’t question my son’s honesty, Byron,” Pa said sternly. “He knows what he’s talking about, and I trust him.”
Byron calmly held his hands up in submission. “Not intending to be rude, Connor, you know that. I just want to make sure. It’s dangerous business getting messed up in an engagement between two different packs, but if he’s your fated mate, well, we ought to try everything we can, don’t we? Still, we’re running out of time…”
“Wedding’s not for a few months more,” Kytes pointed out to his father. “All we’re doing is celebrating the engagement next week with a feast, that’s not really a big deal.”
“True, true, but they’ll be leaving after next week. And that doesn’t give us enough time for what I’m thinking.”
“What are you thinking?” asked Pa, curiously.
“Well, Will, something’s clearly getting crossed and muddled here if you know he’s your fated mate and he doesn’t. That just isn’t natural. So if nature isn’t taking over … well, what do you think about taking the old-fashioned route?”
Will put down his fork, listening curiously. “What do you mean by old-fashioned route?”
“Romance him, Will! The way we unlucky wolves without fated mates have to. Talk to him, charm him, win his heart over, make him realise he can’t live a day without you.”
Will blushed. “Do all that in a week? While he’s constantly surrounded by everyone else, and when his fiancé has just arrived?”
Byron sucked in a cheek. “Well, I didn’t say it was a good plan.”
But much to everyone’s surprise, Pa said, “It might not be a good plan, but it might be the only thing you can do.”
“Wouldn’t I seem,” Will started, uncertainly, shifting in his seat, “rather, well, horrible? Trying to make a man already engaged fall in love with me? If I succeed, I don’t think the Redfang pack would take kindly to their Second Son being thrown aside. If I don’t succeed, well … I don’t want to think about what might happen. And I don’t know how I can sneak around under Alpha Miles’s and Prince Dashel’s noses to spend time with Prince James.”
“You have a point,” said Kytes, sighing in shared frustration. “This is impossible to work unless he himself opens his eyes and sees you as his fated mate.”
“William, your mother and I didn’t raise you to give up so easily,” said Pa sternly, taking Will aback.
“But Pa, how can I get close to him? I’ve only managed to talk a little with him this morning, and that’s as much as I’ve been able to all day long. He’s busy, he’s constantly surrounded by his people and it’ll probably be worse from now on with the Redfang wolves here, and he has no time or reason to speak to me.”
“I know. I know what Byron is suggesting isn’t going to be easy,” Pa agreed with a frown. “But we’ll make it work.”
*
It was late afternoon when Pa suddenly tugged Will aside, pushing a pair of garden shears into his hands. “Will, James is outside in the party field now, under the white pavilion. Go out there and trim the bushes around it.”
Will stared at him, bewildered. “Trim the bushes?”
“You heard me,” Pa hissed, looking around furtively to make sure they weren’t being heard. “The First Son wanted to rest alone outside, so there’s no one around. Seize the moment, boy, go there under the pretence of tidying the bushes a little and make some light conversation with him. You said yourself that you don’t have much chance to talk to him. Well, here’s one, so use it.”
Before Will could say anything in protest, particularly that if James had requested
“Don’t worry,” Will assured, even though he couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit disappointed. Would he ever make James realise that they were fated mates?
Byron looked back and forth between father and son. “Will, are you a hundred percent sure he’s the one?”
“Don’t question my son’s honesty, Byron,” Pa said sternly. “He knows what he’s talking about, and I trust him.”
Byron calmly held his hands up in submission. “Not intending to be rude, Connor, you know that. I just want to make sure. It’s dangerous business getting messed up in an engagement between two different packs, but if he’s your fated mate, well, we ought to try everything we can, don’t we? Still, we’re running out of time…”
“Wedding’s not for a few months more,” Kytes pointed out to his father. “All we’re doing is celebrating the engagement next week with a feast, that’s not really a big deal.”
“True, true, but they’ll be leaving after next week. And that doesn’t give us enough time for what I’m thinking.”
“What are you thinking?” asked Pa, curiously.
“Well, Will, something’s clearly getting crossed and muddled here if you know he’s your fated mate and he doesn’t. That just isn’t natural. So if nature isn’t taking over … well, what do you think about taking the old-fashioned route?”
Will put down his fork, listening curiously. “What do you mean by old-fashioned route?”
“Romance him, Will! The way we unlucky wolves without fated mates have to. Talk to him, charm him, win his heart over, make him realise he can’t live a day without you.”
Will blushed. “Do all that in a week? While he’s constantly surrounded by everyone else, and when his fiancé has just arrived?”
Byron sucked in a cheek. “Well, I didn’t say it was a good plan.”
But much to everyone’s surprise, Pa said, “It might not be a good plan, but it might be the only thing you can do.”
“Wouldn’t I seem,” Will started, uncertainly, shifting in his seat, “rather, well, horrible? Trying to make a man already engaged fall in love with me? If I succeed, I don’t think the Redfang pack would take kindly to their Second Son being thrown aside. If I don’t succeed, well … I don’t want to think about what might happen. And I don’t know how I can sneak around under Alpha Miles’s and Prince Dashel’s noses to spend time with Prince James.”
“You have a point,” said Kytes, sighing in shared frustration. “This is impossible to work unless he himself opens his eyes and sees you as his fated mate.”
“William, your mother and I didn’t raise you to give up so easily,” said Pa sternly, taking Will aback.
“But Pa, how can I get close to him? I’ve only managed to talk a little with him this morning, and that’s as much as I’ve been able to all day long. He’s busy, he’s constantly surrounded by his people and it’ll probably be worse from now on with the Redfang wolves here, and he has no time or reason to speak to me.”
“I know. I know what Byron is suggesting isn’t going to be easy,” Pa agreed with a frown. “But we’ll make it work.”
*
It was late afternoon when Pa suddenly tugged Will aside, pushing a pair of garden shears into his hands. “Will, James is outside in the party field now, under the white pavilion. Go out there and trim the bushes around it.”
Will stared at him, bewildered. “Trim the bushes?”
“You heard me,” Pa hissed, looking around furtively to make sure they weren’t being heard. “The First Son wanted to rest alone outside, so there’s no one around. Seize the moment, boy, go there under the pretence of tidying the bushes a little and make some light conversation with him. You said yourself that you don’t have much chance to talk to him. Well, here’s one, so use it.”
Before Will could say anything in protest, particularly that if James had requested
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