PROLOGUE

A knock on the door makes my head snap up, with a growl "WHAT!"

This better be fucking important.

I see my beta step into the room and I growl at his presence, pissing me off instantly knowing it's probably not important.

"That's no way to greet your best friend and Beta." He grins widely much to my annoyance.

I have been in this office all day surrounded by paperwork, I know I'm in no mood for whatever he's going to say next.

"This better be fucking important or get out of my sight." I snarl from my desk as I lean back, trying to calm my wolf who has been on edge more than usual.

Maybe I need a run?

My beta laughs. "When was the last time you slept? You look like shit man."

I pick up the book from my desk and throw it at his head, which he dodges much to my annoyance.

I stand up glaring at my beta Lucas. "Did you interrupt me for a reason?" I snarl. Not wanting to deal with his worrying shit over me like he's my fucking mother.

Lucas's smile turns to a wide smirk. "Amanda gave birth, I have a son."

I exhale and I stare at my beta and possibly the only person who can stand in my presence without terror written on their faces. Giving a genuine smile, he is a good beta and.. friend, I know he will be a good father.

"Congratulations." I walk over and slap him on the back, he is grinning like a guy who has it all. And he does, Amanda and Lucas have a great relationship, one I yearned for myself.

Lucas beams happily. "I was terrified! Amanda was amazing as usual, she kicked my ass out halfway due to my freaking the fuck out then yelled at me throughout the delivery, I don't think I have ever been happier being called all the curses names under the moon." He laughs out loud.

I laugh with him, Amanda is a quiet little thing around me most of the time but since her pregnancy, she has been more vocal to Lucas and of course cursing his dick.

"The moon goddess blessed me, truly!" Lucas says happily sitting in one of the armchairs in front of my desk.

I swallow back the lump in my throat.

"Truly."

We both remain quiet as I go sit behind my desk, trying to hold back the irritation of my lack of sleep and constant headache. I need sleep and a run, that's probably it.

"There's a party this weekend, Amanda practically begged me to ask you if her close friend could get a visitor pass." He scratched behind his ear, nervous as I stare at him.

He's never nervous.

"What's the catch?" I ask curiously.

"She's a human." He sighs.

"Has no clue about Amanda being a werewolf, they've been friends since Amanda moved out here to be with me. College besties, Amanda trusts her."

Having a human in pack lands could cause problems. Amanda and Lucas know this. Only a few humans know about the pack, those who are mated to wolves and those who I trust personally, and there are few of those.

Humans are fragile and weak, I had never spent more than five minutes around them without wanting to snap their necks.

But since Lucas and Amanda had never asked for a visitor pass before and Amanda would surely annoy the fuck out of Lucas and me if I said no. "Whatever. Just keep her away from me." I huff out.

Lucas's laugh bounces off the walls and stands up shaking his head which adds to my frown and glare. "No fucking way! You are coming to the party. You need to meet your godson after all."

The headache becomes a migraine.

"Lucas, I swear to fucking-"

"10 minutes! That's all we ask." He quickly interrupts me.

I groan sitting back in my leather chair. "Fucking fine!" I run my hands through my messy hair. My wolf is getting restless and scratching to be let out. "Leave before I change my mind" I glare at the door while I lean back in my seat and rub my forehead.

Lucas grins like a Cheshire cat as I huff out my annoyance. He bows respectfully before me as he leaves behind the double dark brown oak doors.

Exhausted and fucking tired of seeing the papers on my desk I let out a sigh and walk out of my office.

My office is in the packhouse, it was usually always full of pack members when my old man ran the pack but since I turned 18 and took over, the pack knew better than to stay away from me once I was in here, I'm not as laidback as my old man was, I let my pack know that the second I took over.

The pack feared me and I wanted it that way, it made things simple.

Walking out of the packhouse and towards the forest, I strip my clothes off, I feel my bones start to break and click. I crack my neck, desperate to release the built-up tension we cannot escape.

I throw my clothes on the forest bed, tired and frustrated from the shit I had to deal with today, I close my eyes and let my wolf take control.