Tyrell pov
I stood in front of the mirror, the light catching the smooth lines of my fine, tailored suit. It hugged my frame just right, accentuating the broad shoulders and lean build that came from years of training. The dark fabric gleamed under the soft glow of the room’s overhead light, making me feel every bit the future Alpha I aspired to be. As I stared at my reflection, I couldn't help but imagine the day I’d finally be crowned Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. But today wasn’t about me.
Today was about Myra, my sister, who despite being a pain most days, had finally found her mate. The pack was abuzz with excitement for her acceptance ceremony. Her big day, not mine. Yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that this suit was a glimpse into my not-so-distant future.
I left my room and mad
