My Father's son

Jake

I woke up with a yawn and a stretch, my limbs aching with fatigue. My eyes were heavy, and I felt as though I could fall back asleep instantly. But I forced myself to sit up, my body protesting every movement.

I felt the sleep still weighing on my mind, clouding my thoughts. I knew I needed to get moving, to start my day, but it was difficult to find the motivation.

So I took a deep breath and tried to focus on the tasks ahead of me.

Being an Alpha was not as easy as I had anticipated. There were so many responsibilities, so many people relying on me. I had less time for myself, less time to just be me.

I was trying to prove to the elders that I was nothing like my father, that I was my own person. But it was hard, and I often felt like I was failing. I had to be strong, and had to be the leader that my pack needed.

But it was exhausting, and I sometimes wondered if it was all worth it.

But eventually, I knew this was what I was born for. This was my destiny, my calling. So