Voren wasn't surprised to hear his father's words, though the matter involved his mother. As Alpha, concerning a matter involving the pack, he had to be present.
The weight of responsibility settled on his shoulders like an old friend. Thus, Voren was far from burying his mother secretly. They had to give her the prestige and honor befitting a Luna who had served her pack wholeheartedly and given her life for him.
"Dad, I haven't forgotten about the burial, and trust me, I'm already scheduling our movements." His voice carried reassurance, steady and calm. "Just give me a few minutes to confirm it."
"There's more to it, Voren." Vladimir's voice carried a weight that made Voren's stomach tighten. Then his father paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Alright, I'm waiting." Only then did he end the call, leaving Voren staring at the phone with a furrowed brow.
