"Calm down, take it easy. The fight is over now and it looks like the civil wedding will not happen tomorrow since you and Zian both have injuries to your faces. They will most likely reschedule the wedding to a later date," Grandma said, patting his shoulder gently to placate his anger.
"Great!" Alpha Maxwell grinned in amusement. "Wow, fighting Zian is a blessing in disguise. I still have enough time to find a way to reach Naomi before the wedding pushes through," he said enthusiastically, his tone laced with gladness.
Grandma rolled her eyes. "Don't celebrate yet, I could be wrong. And next time don't fight with your brother ever again. Don't argue with him to avoid trouble."
"Copy Grams," Alpha Maxwell replied. "Let's leave now and go to Naomi's house! Let's continue our plan!" He said excitedly.
Grandma sighed heavily. "Take a rest first, my boy. I'll go downstairs to talk to them and find out their plans for tomorrow," she said.
