Scent

Hardin

Dad was right, not like I could deny it. It was really okay for him to worry about me finding my mate, and maybe the reason why I flared up so much whenever he talked about it was how I badly avoided the talk.

I did not want him to keep on mentioning that I was mateless though it was a sad reality that was catching up faster with me than I could imagine.

My inauguration ceremony as a wolf was in a month’s time, and if I did not have a mate as at that time, then the position of the Alpha might as well be taken away from me.

“Fuck!” I cursed, slamming my hands on my car’s steering wheel.

School was over for the day, but for some reasons, I wanted to stay away from home. I had been driving about the pack, and frustratedly, I parked by the roadside to clear my thoughts.

The pressure from the elders was not something that I could handle and I understood that it was the reason why Russo was pushing so much and just maybe, it was not because he hates me.

I drew out a cigarette f