My place in the world had always been chosen for me. My father the Alpha, my mother the Luna, and me, the future ruler of Half Moon pack. It had all been mapped out and it was my job to obey and follow his instruction.
I’d known from a young age that the weight of responsibility would pass down to me. Despite knowing how that worked out in my previous lives, I clung to it, clung to responsibility, clung to my future title. It was the only thing I would have in this world.
So I worked my ass off, slept around, and did as I was told. I did everything to be considered worthy of my pack. I did everything I could to be seen as worthy in my father’s eyes so that our agreement would be considered null. I would sacrifice, I would do anything to keep her safe even if she couldn’t stand me.
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