Davin
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“Alpha, we have a problem,” Joe, my Beta, rushed into my office without knocking. I swallowed a growl, tapping my pen on the desk. I was already irritable courtesy of the stack of papers. Joe wasn’t usually disrespectful; he wouldn’t have lasted very long if he was.
Joe McCreedy was Alpha Matthew’s brother, Alpha-born, but he wouldn’t inherit his pack since he was the second son. He was content to be his brother’s Beta, but his mate wanted to be a Luna and rejected him to run off with an Alpha from Europe who had been visiting at the time.
Where Joe was once kind, warm-hearted, and fun, he was now morose and serious. The devastation had changed him; he had lost his spark. His typical Irish red hair and green eyes made him fairly attractive, and since he spent twice the am
