When I walk into the canteen a few hours later, I see that the Alpha Glary's usual seat is empty.
Also, where Clarita always sat next to me is open. Hungry I take a seat and eagerly start my meal. I'm almost ready to go back to class when someone plops down next to me. It's John Ogabe, the future Gamma of the pack. His strong scent invades my nostrils, and hard I push the food back into my stomach.
“Mercedes, tell me. Will you still be the Beta of our pack? Because I'd be happy to take over from you," he explains plainly. His directness doesn't surprise me, I've always found him rude and, therefore avoided his company. “I'm happy to hand the position over to you, John. As you already know, I have a higher one in my pocket”, I tell him proudly. “I stole the heart of an incredible Alpha an
