Wade's pov

I sat on my desk, fidgeting under my mother's stern gaze as she lectured me on my irresponsible behavior.

"Wade, I can't believe you would pull a stunt like this," she scolded, her voice laced with disappointment. "You are the future alpha of this pack, and you need to start acting like it. How can you expect to lead others if you can't even take care of yourself?"

I opened my mouth to speak but she silenced me with a wake.

"How can your father feel you are up to the task when you can't even pull yourself together?" She yelled.

I sighed and hung my head, knowing...