The President's Mate
Fara went on, her tone quiet but firm.
“In those days, a pack was not considered complete with only an Alpha, a Luna, Elders, and Omegas. No… a true pack was whole with Elementals among them. A Seer, Sentinels—wolves with abilities that shaped the balance of the land. Some controlled water, earth, or air. Some bore the pure gift of magic itself. And then there were those like you, Franco… the Zeta.”
My eyes widened at the realisation, my voice almost breaking with disbelief.
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