Kyle's POV

I puffed out a thick cloud of smoke from the blunt I was smoking. It's Thursday night, and the routine for Thursday was to smoke, drink and have sex with any and when I say any, I mean any female in the pack except for Kylie. I believe you already know the reason for that.

But unlike the past Thursday nights, I want to get the amount of fun I craved. I was with my friends but I felt like shit, at a point the alcohol lost its usual rush-push taste in my mouth.

"What's wrong dude? You don't look normal?" Harry, the beta's son and my best...