Zack
"Alpha Rodger was an excellent alpha who did everything in his power to take care of his pack..." Noah began.
I sat in the front row, next to Owen, trying my best to focus on the eulogy he was giving and not the extraordinary amount of pain I was in. The doctors had cleared me to go home, but demanded that I stay on bedrest. Since I obviously wasn't going to miss my father's funeral, I was given a wheelchair, taking away any dignity I felt I had left. First I get my ass kicked by a levitating sword, now this. It wasn't exactly what you would picture for your future alpha. In fact, I got more than a few odd looks. Some sympathetic, others pitying, and some looked like they were sizing me up.
It was a degrading feeling to say the least.
Not to mention that my absence left Noah an
