West POV
Meeting and greeting his allied pack's, Alphas and Betas, was a long process, and he was actually glad to retire to his office and shut the door, once they were all here. He’d been unhappy, but he didn't show it; noticing most of the Heirs to his allied packs were all un-mated, as were their Betas for that matter.
Currently, in his pack were five young un-mated Alphas, all between 24 and 30, and there were seven un-mated Betas as well, five future Betas and two actual Betas. One of them he knew had lost his Mate in childbirth two years ago. The pup had survived, and so he’d pulled himself together, but he was also only West’s age. He did not like it at all.
T.J. handed him a bourbon neat, then sank down opposite him. “You know those young ones are going to want to head out toni
