Chapter 8: A Beta's Heart

PAUL.

I stood at the border of the Green Valley Pack waiting for Dawson to show up. He was the third son of Alpha Vesmont, the Alpha of this pack, and I met him when I attended a function years ago when I was still being trained to be the next Beta of my own pack.

And I was hoping he would remember me.

Because, other than him, I would never get a chance to enter their territory, especially since his father and Alpha Caspian were not on good terms.

A loud screeching sound from a pickup snapped me back to the present. A beat-up truck approached the border with a number of rowdy males standing by the truck bed. The driver just honked and they were let out of the territory without any questions.

"Are they drunk already? Is there a party inside?" I asked the man guarding the border at the moment.

"Looks like it. They’ll probably head off to a bar on the other side since the party is almost over at the pack house and they di