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Jane

"Jane, I need you to come home at this instant,” my father continues. “My health keeps deteriorating, and you need to come assume your position as the next beta of the pack!”

"What do you mean by that, beta? I don’t understand what you are talking about! What pack? What position?” I ask him.

"Who are you calling beta?” he asks. “Do you realize who you were talking to? I’m your father; do you know that? I want you to come to the pack at once. Come and take over the position as the beta daughter.”

"The last time I checked, I had no father," I reply. “I have no father who’s the beta of whatever pack you call yourself. Please give the phone back to my mother.”

"I dare you not to come," he says. "I'm sure you’re going to hate the outcome."

He hangs up instead of giving the phone to my mother. What an arrogant beta.

"Baby, I think you should listen to him. After all, he’s your father," my mate said. "You should go back to the pack."

"I won’t. I won’t go back to the pack. None of them tr