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Nineteen years later.

The Blood pack—formerly known as the Sovereign pack.

Asker.

It doesn’t matter where I go.

“By the Crest on my neck, people pay me respect when they realize who my parents are and what pack I come from.” Although, my high school doesn’t accept tattoos, I have never received a notice of complaint against the one I have on my neck.

Lucas, my best friend walks into the changing room just after we finished and won the football game that made everyone cheer for our school.

Asker, damn! Did you see girls? They were screaming at us so much. I could hardly hear what anybody was saying. Lucas says, he is my father’s beta son and we grew up together as children.

I chuckle as I put on a white, clean t-shirt and grab my bag to head out.

Lucas, you have a girlfriend. Why do you keep looking at these other girls? I ask and he places his hand on my shoulder.

Well, Quinn isn’t my fated mate! Can you believe it? Very soon, we will recognize our fated mates and our fathers will