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#4

An arranged marriage between gypsy travellers is not uncommon. An arranged marriage between wolves is about the same. Of course with wolves the marriages never really last, a mate will get too possessive and go all Hannibal Lecter on the guy (or girl)'s ass. Then wars break out between packs but they never last very long either, I find it hilarious that humans haven't found out about us yet. I mean I thought it'd be pretty damn obvious, the guys aren't very subtle about it especially when it comes to their mates. They get so god damn possessive over their mates it's ridiculous. Not that I wouldn't rip the face off any girl that placed her hands on my mate, I totally would but you see my situation is a little complicated.

I found my mate yeah, he's the future alpha of this Irish travelling gypsy pack. You see his father the alpha and my father the alpha of my pack arranged for me and his beta to be married. Apparently my mate's dying mother said to her husband that if he forced her little boy into a marriage he didn't want she would drag her body from beyond the grave and beat his ass to kingdom come with her own gravestone, turns out my mate's momma was quite the hard-ass.

My mate's father thought it would be good to settle down next to our pack for a little while since his mate was practically burried in our back garden. It was around then that both alphas got the idea of the marrage to join the packs together. Turns out my mate's pack happened to be the biggest most badass pack in all of Ireland, apparently they migrated all the way over here because my mate's momma came here once and loved it.

So here I am sulking in my room because:

- One, I have to marry my mate's beta.

- Two, my mate is a complete and total ass.

- And three, my mate just killed my pet hamster Fernando.