Chapter 7

Jane slammed the door of his car in the coolest way ever without the slightest care in the world.

She made to leave but turned back as though she forgot something. "You should know that I'm not a weakling." Having said those hurting words, she turned and walked majestically into her house.

It was evident from her words that she just mocked his situation.

"FU*K!!" George yelled, hitting the front passenger seat in anger. Nothing in the world he despised more than being rediculed and referred to as weak.

He really did appear weak when alone but when with his father, the Alpha king, he had the whole pack at his Mercy even though he barely knows how to throw a good punch.

He was that weak but no one knew about it not even Jane. She could only sense him sick. He couldn't train at all not even as a child. His body won't heal. All his body works perfectly but he was still weak.

The only information revealed to them was that a great part of his life was missing and untill he is found, he can'