Alpha Anthony’s P.O.V.
“Mate!” I heard my wolf Franky say. Her scent was driving me crazy! She smells of nutmeg and cinnamon. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Taylor was taller than Luna Lilith, she was about 5’7, light skin, a few freckles across her beautiful face. Long curly brown hair, skinny and curvy. She was Alpha Miguel’s little sister. Taylor noticed I was staring at her so I looked away. I didn’t know what to say to her, this was all too new for me.
In my father’s pack, there was no such thing as finding your mate. The only one who was allowed to keep his mate was the alpha. I didn’t love my father; he was abusive to my mother in every single way. I even watched him kill my new born sisters, three to be exact.
After walking through the portal, following the
