Chapter 4 - Ivan

“Come on, man. It’s your 25th birthday. We can’t be late!” my beta, Jude, calls from my bedroom. “All the guys are ready to go.”

I’m standing in my bathroom, having just finished putting on my hair. I grab the body spray that my mom got for me. It’s a pheromone enhancer, one that will increase my scent for my mate to find me. It works pretty damn well on the general unmated female population, but it will make my scent nearly irresistible to my mate.

Wolves are able to start finding their mates after their first shift at age 16, so the fact that I’m 25 and haven’t found mine is fairly unheard of. Especially since I’m an alpha.

Honestly, I’m not all that pressed about it. My parents hadn’t found each other until Pops was 31 and Mom was my age. Pops stayed alpha until well into his 50s, giving the pack over three decades of stability. He’d made alliances and friends in a ton of different packs and grown our own pack to nearly one thousand wol