Hour Of Celebration

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MISAN’S POV “Can I sit this out, Mom?” I asked for the thousandth time and I begged, “Please, Mom. I don't want to be in such a gathering.” My mom sighed. She was already close to the front door, ready to turn the doorknob and usher her unwilling teenage daughter out the door, but she looked me in the eyes still and said softly, “You and I know what my answer will be, sweetie. I can't leave you alone at home when—” “I don't even have to be there, mom. The party has never been in favor of any unmatched or rejected wolf like me. You know it.” I presented an argument. A valid one at that. Everyone in the pack knew that the thirty-day mating ritual get-together wasn't for people like me and I mean people that were rejected or those that didn't find their mates. The Alpha family has made i

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