Alpha and Omega
Not ever.
But with each passing day, the pressure mounts. Beckett makes a surprise visit one evening, lounging on my sofa as if he owns the place. He sips his tea, a smug smirk on his face.
“Congratulations, Alpha,” he says with mock cheer. “But I can’t extend my full blessings until I see an heir.”
“What do you want, Beckett?” I snap, tired of his meddling. “Why are you here?”
“Only to offer some friendly advice.” He leans forward, his expression darkening. “The pack will never accept a human mate. But perhaps there’s another way.”
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