Not Yet

I wake up in a very good mood.

I decide I won’t let my father’s presence get to me. It’s likely that soon he’ll get bored of being my shadow and he’ll fuck off anyway.

I take a long shower and then head to the main dining room that is already packed with the old alpha gang. I guess they're all used to not sleeping much, like my dad. And speaking of him, of course he's here with all his friends so he beckons me to come say hello.

I refrain from groaning my non-conformity as I walk towards the five alphas. They’re not horrible people but I’m just sick of them. Just like my dad, they think they’re far more important than they actually are.

My father forces me with a single glance to stand there for a while and chat with them about other people they know, like gossip old ladies. The only thing that catches my interest a little bit is when they talk about Cristoff Monroe, Angelique’s father. Surprisingly, they talk about him with respect. That is a surprise because if he raised such a f