Chapter 4
A rusted and paint chipped car was already parked and waiting by the pack house when I arrived. I could already see the other attendees milling around it, wondering how the four of us, plus the driver, the Alpha and our luggage could fit in the small thing.
‘It’s the only thing he could afford.” My father explained, gesturing to our frowning Alpha, who was standing to the side. “His pride is wounded enough by renting this car.”
shrug, unbothered. “What werewolf needs a car anyway?”
t would be easier to run in wolf form- cheaper too, but since we’re going to a neutral and where there’s a strict rule that no one is allowed to shift, this battered car can’t be helped.
“Vareesa!” Jeff shouted from across the way. “Come quick. We’re loading up the stuff now.”
Currently, a group of men were trying to push our luggage into the trunk of the clown car rather aggressively. The sight was laughable if not for the ever deepening frown on the Alpha’s face.
The Academy always has him in a bad mood. It basically showed everyone else how hard it was for him and our pack. There was no helping it. We’re a very small pack with no allies. Our population of able bodied werewolves is low and very few want to marry nto our pack to grow it. The only way out of our predicament is if the Alpha’s offspring or anyone from the pack mate well.
So far… no one has mated with anyone that could lift us up in that way.
Once, though someone mated with a very distant cousin of a Beta and to celebrate, they had a huge party in our pack, serving food and drinks for everyone. It was like Christmas but better.
stand beside Jeff and he gives me a long embrace, a secretive smile playing on his ips. My father catches this, staring at us with an unreadable expression on his face.
My eyes caught sight of something glowing in the trunk and realized it was Kelcey’s heirloom. It makes my chest tighten thinking that Kelcey had so much pressure on her.
“Feels like you’re about to be auctioned off, doesn’t it?” Kelcey whispered to my side. She was in a bright blue dress, looking beautiful with her curly hair and brown eyes. “I nate it. This is all a game for them and we’re just playing a part in it.”
Grasping straws in this very gloomy conversation, I gave her a small smile. “Still, I hope you get the mate that you want.”
My efforts are futile as Kelcey rolls her eyes. “People like us never get the mates that we want. If I could, I wouldn’t even mate with anyone. I’d rather stay home forever.”
Good for her, but I don’t say it out loud because the Alpha heard us, his razor sharp eyes glowering down at us. “If you two wish to speak such nonsense, do so quietly because I have sacrificed much to be able to give us what we have right now, it is not a lot but it is all I have and to hear you speak like this… it makes all my hard work turn to shit.”
Kelcey and I bow our heads low, shame filling our stomachs. Thankfully, she has the decency to mutter a quiet apology. “Apologies, Alpha. I will do my best. We will all do our duty to the pack.”
We are lucky our Alpha is so forgiving because he nods his head. “I know it is difficult and unfair. I know most times we never get a choice like others do and I am sorry for that. I am much to blame.”


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