My head spun as I looked around at my surroundings, my head was pounding, and I instantly regretted drinking so much;
panic courses through me when I don’t recognize my surroundings. I am in a room;
the light coming in through the window was blinding as I tried to figure out where the heck I was.
The last thing I remember is the annual Alpha meet-up, a costume party I attended with my family.
My sister and I snuck off to meet with the other future Alphas after my father insisted I needed to get in good with,
seeing as I will be the next in line and am to have the pack handed over to me at the end of the year when I turn eighteen.
Yet, I have no memory of coming to this room.
I groan, rubbing my eyes, praying I am seeing shit, and the alcohol burning in my system is still making me confused,
except when I go to move, I become aware of the heavy arm draped over my waist. My head whips to the side, praying.
It was my sister, and we had both passed out somewhere. My worst fears are realized, and I have to contain my scream of horror when
I find a na*ed man lying beside me. He wasn’t just any man but Alpha Valen of the Dark Blood Pack.
This man owned half the City and is from a rival pack.
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