Inamatus (Sequel to ILR)

I don't remember it. I was too young. People used to give me looks of pity and I never understood it. I remember when I was 14 and my parents had to explain it to me. I never even thought about the mark on my neck as anything more than a cool looking tattoo or something. I was a little kid, don't blame me. It broke my heart when I realized I would never have someone to love like my mother and father. For awhile I stayed in my room but then my mom had my Uncle Josh talk to me. My Uncle Josh had been happy with my Uncle Jake for a long time so when I was told that they weren't mates, that Josh had lost his like I lost mine, that I could still find someone. They believe that my mate was in a pack just a bit north of my pack, the Paramount Pack, as the day after the mark on my neck showed up my father got news that the pack had been attacked. I don't know who they are, nor will I ever know. I don't know what their gender was. I don't know anything. Sometimes that makes me sad but I also don't know the pain so that's a plus I guess. It's still a bit annoying to walk down the streets of the pack and get looks of pity. It's also annoying from when I went to school and people would ask me what it felt like. I wasn't even a year old yet! I don't quite care anymore. Knowing that I can still do anything makes me proud. I can find someone and start a family and I will continue my father's reign as Alpha. I won't let my pack down. The word imprinted on my neck will not ruin my life. That's why I walk with my head held high. I'll let everyone see the mark. I let everyone see how I'm inamatus.