Blake's POV:
My name was Blake Wainscott.
But she used to call me Blakey, and I called her Rena.
That was a long time ago—before she became Alpha.
"Blakey, look. The moon is so round. Blakey, your tail is so fluffy. Let me touch it. Blakey..."
Later, we both grew up.
She became a pure-blooded Alpha, the wolf clans' appointed heir.
And I was a mixed-blood bastard.
The elders told me to understand the difference in our stations.
So I began calling her Alpha.
She stood there in a daze for a long time.
So long that I thought she hadn't heard me.
I secretly looked up and saw that her eyes had turned red.
She looked as though she wanted to cry, but she forced herself to hold it in.
"What did you just call me?" Her voice was terribly hoarse.
"Alpha."
She left without another word.
