My dad shakes his head, lifting his gaze off the
floor. "I don't think anyone can play you. And
you damned well showed that to everyone an
hour ago on the field."
"So? What's your concern, then?"
"That exactly is my concern. You can't be
controlled or tamed. Obedient," he adds. "You
never could. Not even as a little child who lost
her Mother at only the age of 7." His eyes tear
up. "And all Alphas, especially the Carters, need
to display their dominance over their female
counterparts. Otherwise they believe it makes
them look weak. They fear losing respect
among other members. Because...how will
Darius lead and control the largest werewolf
pack consisting of over a hundred people, if he
cannot control his own mate?"
I think about his words. Everything he said
makes sense. He is right. I am not "pack
material". I just never fit in. I am too
independent. Too stubborn and self-willed.
This could never work out. What was |
thinking? Was I even taking it as an option? To
stay and be part of his pack?
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My Alpha Mate
Fanfiction"Yes! Ash! Fk me harder!" "I told you not to say my name!" I roar at her. I hated it when they spoke or said my name. It ruined the fantasy that it was Rylee writing underneath me. I turned 18 six months ago and knew from that very day that Rylee, o...
