The Alpha’s Rejected Bond The Feast She Gave Away

My mate-mother complained that the ceremonial feast spread I'd arranged was too extravagant, then publicly praised my bond-sister's homemade shredded root vegetables as the mark of a proper pack female.

I wanted to explain, but my bondmate gripped my arm.

"Mother has lived lean her whole life. Just bear with her."

Later, she made a cutting remark while gesturing toward the roasted nuts on the platter.

"Even these seeds know how to produce. Some she-wolves, though..."

I understood then.

She was using the dish to mock me.