The Alpha's Concubine
He wanted a pup, a boy to one day take over his pack, and he was determined to have it.
"You're no better than me, wishing such a thing upon our pup," the Alpha said to me, his voice grave. "Which mother in their right mind would desire such a horrible thing upon their child?" he asked me, obviously angry. "Dinner will be coming to you soon," he said and left the room.
I lay on my side crying.
What the Alpha had said was indeed true. I shouldn't be angry at our soon-to-be pup, but only him. Everything was his fault. He took everything from me and now he was causing me to hate the pup we may have one day.