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Viktor and his pack showed up.

At first, I was nervous, thinking that there was trouble brewing. We’d left our last meeting with Viktor on good terms. But good terms didn’t mean friends.

Then I saw a huge present, with very poorly disguised wrapping at that. He’d brought me a bow. They were here to celebrate with us.

“Mate, how did you get the Stravon pack to?—”

“I don’t know. Like us?”

“I’m pretty sure they don’t.” He chuckled. “This is just a formality.”

But it wasn’t. They were here to celebrate, and it was nice and weird and comforting. I would never pretend to like the family business. It was dangerous, and I wanted my people to be safe… always. And seeing the two packs together at a neutral event like this… it was better than I could’ve expected.

And the best part of all was when his son came in, his hand intertwined with his mate’s. He’d found him.

“Look at that. Everyone got their happy ending.” He’d never been the bad guy in this. He was as much a victim of birth as I was. Seeing him happy told me we both came out the other side okay.

Ezra kissed my cheek. “But mine’s the happiest of all.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that, my love?” I leaned in to his side.

“Because I got you, omega mine.”

“I could say the same thing about you, alpha mine.”

“Maybe we got our best happy ending together.” He pulled me into a hug.

“No. We definitely did.”

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Not all packs are by birth.

After my father is challenged and loses his place as Alpha, leaving my den isn’t a matter of choice, it‘s a matter of life or death. Now I’m marked as “other” and living in the shadows between the human and the shifter world, not belonging in either. It’s a lonely life, but at least I’m still here. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.

I’m fine. Really, I am— in the way “fine” is always a lie.

It’s not until I’m out scrapping metal and I stumble upon a wolf, that I see a future.