Shubman Gill, the pack leader, stood tall, surveying the bustling pack headquarters.
His piercing gaze scanned the room, ensuring everything was in order. His dedication to the pack was unwavering, and his unmated status was a testament to his focus on their well-being.
As he walked through the halls, pack members nodded in respect, acknowledging his leadership.
His broad shoulders and chiseled features commanded attention, but it was his kind heart and fair judgment that earned their loyalty.
Shubman's day began before dawn, with a solo run through the forest, clearing his mind and setting priorities.
He then met with his advisors, discussing pack business and making decisions that benefited the community.
His door was always open to pack members, who sought guidance or simply needed someone to listen.
Their pack the strongest of all. The main reason behind it was their pack leader's dedication.
He personally mentored young ones, teaching them essential skills and values.
His patience and encouragement inspired confidence, and his presence at school events was always met with excitement.
Shubman led training sessions, honing the pack's defensive skills and ensuring they were prepared for any threat.
His strategic mind and quick thinking had saved the pack from potential dangers on multiple occasions.
Despite his many responsibilities, Shubman remained approachable and empathetic.
He attended pack gatherings, sharing stories and laughter, and showing genuine interest in their lives.
His presence was a comforting constant, a reminder that their leader cared deeply for their well-being.
Shubman's unmated status was a deliberate choice, a sacrifice for the pack's benefit.
He had witnessed the challenges that came with an alpha's mating, the potential for bias and distraction.
By remaining unmated, Shubman ensured his focus remained solely on the pack.
However, this dedication came at a personal cost. Shubman's loneliness was a silent companion, one he rarely acknowledged.
His heart longed for connection, for someone to share the burdens and joys of leadership. But he pushed those feelings aside, prioritizing the pack's needs above his own.
As the sun set on another busy day, Shubman stood on his balcony, gazing out at the pack lands.
His eyes narrowed, his mind already turning to the next challenge, the next way to serve and protect.
His dedication was unwavering, his heart belonging to the pack, and the pack alone.
Or so he thought.
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Snapshots of Love
Short StoryThis is basically a oneshot book on Ishman containing various scenarios that spiked in my mind. Can be oneshots/short stories/prompts/tweet au Uploads will be when, my non existent brain can find ideas. This is a boyxboy story so homophobes kindly...