My Mate, The Alpha (Harry Styles werewolf fanfiction)

there were about 15 men sitting in chairs looking really bored. they were probably the most Important young males in the whole of Britian. we stood in the center, I kept my gaze at the floor as I felt one of the men stand up, i tightened my grip on Lola's hand as I felt him come towards us, he stopped right in front of me, I felt his hand touch my chin and slowly tilt my head up to face him, as soon as I met his face I gasped. He was Harry Styles. The Alpha of my pack. a smile crept on his lips as he spoke the word. "Mine"