Timmy is a werewolf. Happy and innocent, but no member of the pack, since the Alpha decided that he was a "weakling" and not even worth the place of an Omega. He didn't mind. The pack loved him anyways and the hardships of his childhood, caused by cruel and jealous kids didn't really reach him. He never understood why people were mean to him and together with Buddy he figured one day that sometimes people are strange. Timmy never thought that he would have a mate. The Alpha always told him he was not worthy having a mate, and so he took his fate like everything else: With a shrug. Until one day changed everything.

Rejecting a mate was a taboo but a male human mate couldn't make it any worse. As an Alpha, the strongest one to be exact, having a weak as a mate with unforgivable sin it's understandable to push him away from my life right? Then what's with this lingering feeling inside my heart? I wish I didn't love him. Yet I do. Now he's gone I've come to realize my mistake. To make matter worse, I'm the one who break him apart. I'm sorry, I love you.