The Alpha's Fate

ng the last of the guests trickle out. The night air was crisp, carryin

f was r

the pack had celebrated. It was supposed to be a night of joy, of tradition. Bu

ie

Ann's lips casually duri

d. Moved here with his mom and

yet his wolf had s

tand it. He didn't w

ole as heir, to prepare for the responsibilities of being

ma

ema

w it was su

f growled "mate" the second

railing, his jaw tightening. This had to be

and his discipline. He had trained under the best warriors, learned strategy, honed his

st his wolf.

ent something sharp through his chest. The way he had quickly a

he looki

d sharply, sh

s los

from his thoughts. His father's

ew. A

mering in his chest as he turned f

ing as always, his presence com

me," his

. His father was a man of few words, and w

r said, not looking at him.

es

what tha

xpected role, preparing to take over someday. It meant secur

did not incl

piercing gaze held weight. "You need to find your mate

swallow

and," he s

in approval. "Good." He turned to leave but pause

mself to remain still as his fa

e, his wo

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