The Alpha’s White Wolf

Chapter 1 ~ s. 2

The wind hit me in the face as I ran back toward the house, my tears rolling down my cheeks like drops of rain.

My beautiful red dress was soaked from standing out in the garden, watching my boyfriend cheat on me—and then hit another woman.

It was my mom’s birthday. Every pack member had shown up to pay their respects and wish her a happy birthday. It was her fiftieth birthday celebration, a surprise my dad had arranged for her.

My parents were fated mates. They had met one week after my mom got her wolf. She had a large gray wolf, while my father’s was a huge brown wolf.

They hadn’t been happy when I chose to bond with Leo and refused to give my fated mate a chance.

Mom and Dad were the strongest wolves in the pack. My father had taken over as pack alpha after my grandfather died. Grandpa had also been a large, dark-brown wolf. He died trying to save the pack.

I really hoped my wolf would be as beautiful as Grandpa’s. His wolf had been one of the most beautiful wolves I had ever seen.

Leo was a light-brown wolf—not particularly strong or large, but he had trained hard to impress my father after I chose him as my mate.

My father was incredibly strong. He could fight almost every wolf in the pack and win.

There was only one wolf who could defeat my father.

He was a huge black wolf.

An arrogant asshole.

He never spoke, and he never showed up for the other wolves. He had stepped into the role of pack Alpha two years ago after his father died of a heart attack.

He was twenty-three years old and the biggest wolf in the country.

I had never met him.

He never showed up to gatherings like this one.

I rushed through the garden and headed toward the back door, praying that nobody would recognize me in my soaked dress, with tears streaming down my face.

Before I could even react I walked right into a body as hard as a stone and as big as a mountain. The black suit smelled like money. Why is hiding back here in a birthday party