Threes Company

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Brandon’s P.O.V It's been two years since my brothers and I left our pack. We spent a year traveling before heading to the Academy for our Alpha training. We had hoped that during our journey we would find our mates, but no luck. Usually, at the age of 17 wolves can recognize their mate, completing the process immediately after. Yet here we are at 27 and we still have not found ours. “So, who wants to bet that as soon as we get home mom is going to wail?” my brother Braydon asks. “I’ll take that bet,” Bryce says roaring in laughing. “But you forgot she’s going to talk our ears off about the preparations for our ceremony.” “I would hope not. We agreed that we would not do anything big and extravagant.” I chuckled. “Come on Brandon, get real. As if she would pass up the opportunit

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