17. Finn

I’m used to being stared at. My size makes that a standard part of life. When I fought illegally, I used to love the glare of the cheap, blinding headlights. The way women like Diane Jackson saw me as a tree to climb.

Then we went to war against rabid, uncontrollable hybrids that tore regular shifters apart. After that, people looked at me differently.

Suddenly, my size didn’t make me a criminal or a fool. I became Alpha Cillian’s best man. My gigantic size was enough to take on a hybrid solo compared to others like Easton, Tucker, Riley, and Sawyer, who had to work in pairs.

It helped me win the Head Beta role. Adding to the reasons for Leona to hate me. Except even Alpha Cillian noticed she changed after the tiny copper-haired Aria arrived.

Beta Tucker began getting his black braids in a twist about border rotas going without updates. Stranding people from home a month too long.

Beta Rhett, Eleanors mate, with his shaggy brown locks and constant scent of pine, reported areas of