Alexander's POV

“So, my mate is the niece of your former mate?” I ask my father, disbelief thick in my voice as the pieces of this twisted family puzzle click into place.

“Great-niece,” he corrects with a weary sigh. “Layla Thornfield was the sister of my first mate. My fated mate.”

Raymond cringes visibly, muttering, “Sick.”

Uncle Nick snorts with dry humor, “So that means Theodore can call you grandpa and ...