The Small Whisperer

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mom tends to be a woman of few words; sometimes, she just drifts off into her own memories, gazing at old photographs.

and take in the surroundings. I wanted to make a new friend

ground? Did it hurt your feelings?" a

nd my wolf," I lied, letti

elf. I took a moment to observe him. He had olive skin and dark h

just moved h

y. "I know. I saw

e. Which pack di

to a pack in Mexico, but I didn't fit in, so I decided

e comfortable sharing," I sai

It would have been manageable if my parents weren

a step closer. After a brief pause, I added, "I apologize; I'

ight years ago. Honestly, I've moved on. But eno

traditions," I explained. "I heard this pack is dif

morrow goes smoothly," he

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-and more importantly, how the pack members would be. If they were anything like the beta, I might be a

d escort us to the training grounds to meet the Alpha. It was now 10 o'clock. At t

estions, he wouldn't tell me what was bothering hi

a bit anxious," Mateo sai

ttery about the new Alpha

out," he reassured me, trying to calm my nerves. Howev

rthy, musky scent of fre

er laid eyes on. Mate, mate, mate, Alex

ble to look away. We held our gaze until he leaned in to whisper something

? Maybe something important came up? But he had just found

mere thought. Was fate playing a cruel joke on me? The Alpha being my mate? Or had

tered what the Beta was saying. It wasn't until

king. Were you even listeni

fine," I replie

she insisted. "Are you alri

tell her? But I haven't discu

just need to take care of something fi

the apartment? I'll catch up with you both la

is everythi

few things to sort ou

eo said, taking my mother's

This pack is so large, and I'm unfamiliar with t

quickly rushed to meet him. "C