The Alphas Royal Slave
I shoved my hands in my pockets and turned to face my friend, my intrusive, nonchalant, idiotic friend whom I- for some reason- loved like a brother.
“No, thanks for asking though,”
“I get it, man, she left and you miss her but what’s the plan? Dig yourself into a whole and neglect who you are?”
“I’m still a good Alpha,” I growled but Patrick rolled his eyes.
“You’re an awesome Alpha but that’s not what I meant. Being an Alpha is your calling, but being Percy is who you are. You don’t have many options, you can either mope around until your anger gets the best of you and you charge the Royals' Pack and get yourself killed or, you can get your shit together and try to move on. I know it’s eas
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