Zack's POV If only I knew what would befall me if I came to this pack, I wouldn't have come here at all. All day, I couldn't get her off my head.Fuck. She was none like them. None like the older ladies I liked to be with. Then why? I asked myself multiple times as I stared at the drink in my right hand. The fucker, Jackson had been talking about the stuck-up reasons I should treat his pack with kindness. I chuckled. Kindness - that word doesn't exist in my dictionary. And if only my father could get off my neck about disappointing him time and time again maybe I wouldn't be so pissed off all the time. Well, he should go to hell for all I cared. He was never satisfied. I wonder how an old man could be so demanding. Over the years, I tried to understand him. Heaven knows I tried. But he was just like a stupid piece of the puzzle that went missing, never to be found again. I sighed, bringing my focus back to the present. Jude or Jack, whatever his name was, blabbered and fidgeted
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