"GRIM! LET'S LEAVE this place!" one of the rogues yelled.
We tried chasing them but sadly we didn't capture them all.
And a year after my father's death, Luna Azalea Salvatorri died. She died in grief for she couldn't handle the pain of losing her mate, our father.
"Lucien, the triplets are fifteen now and they said that they wanted to join the pack," Clarrise informed me one night. So the next day we welcomed the triplets as the newest members of the pack. Our newest Gammas.
"Lucien! Have you spoken with the Council?" Nereza asked after the triplet's initiation.
"Not yet." I sighed in frustration.
The Council members are pressuring me in finding my mate. They said that I will rule better with a Luna beside me.
"I haven't found my mate yet," I told her.
"But the Elders... what will we say?"
"Just let it be. There is nothing we can do."
Four years had passed and Clarrise is now eighteen. She didn't celebrate her eighteenth birthday because something terrible happened to her.
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