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Chapter 4 Chapter 4

Word Count: 1172    |    Released on: 27/03/2024

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illows which decorated my bed as I heard the rest of the pack

my father stepped down and moved from the pack house down the road with my mother, his mate, I was given my birth-r

ship. I also practically ran the school, meaning that everyone in my territory had to obey any demands I may order quickly unless they wanted to be on the receivin

dding to my rather large ego. My slightly tanned skin made my pitch black hair stand out, the short cut framing my strong and masculi

oked his head through my door, his mate Molly pressed against his side as he did so which wasn't a surprize. He said h

as I face planted the pillow again, but of course

by my side, a girl who was destined to be with me as she would take her place as the alpha female and never leav

of happiness. I snorted, I hated rogues much like my already mated pack-mates, they were a threat and if it was up to me I wouldn't have allowed them to

g a shower, grabbing my school bag as I made my

sty hair matching his mates honey blonde curls as they reached the tips of her shoulders. She was shorter than most, but fit into his side perfectly a

d, grabbing some cerea

s he tried to purse him lips as not to laugh, m

l spoon of cereal into my mouth as my pack mates both

with her. I didn't want to, I hated her with a passion. While she was pretty and knew it, having slept with basically everyone due to all the wolves wanting to get it on with a female shifter so they could boast about it. It was ridiculous, not t

o admit it's funny" Jack contin

laughed as she slapped his chest, jealously again running through

ailed off, his gaze looking at hers with

uickly washed up my dish, catching my refle

now that Jack is hoping to catch sight of someone, whoever that is" Co

ting any responsibility much to his parents dismay was one of my closest friends while Stacy still had

ning when I saw my other pack mates heading to theirs. I loved my car, being the son of the past-alpha

ded and weaved through the dull traffic as I got their quickly. Being the alpha

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