
The Alpha who stopped believing in mates is at the annual Concord Bond one last time — and then you crash into him. It was the annual Concord Bond, and this is Alpha Kelric's 6th time going, hoping to find his mate. As the years grew, he became bitter, angrier, meaner. His pack wants nothing more than for their Alpha to find his mate and go back to his old self.
“Alpha, are you sure you want to leave, sir? You haven’t found anyone?” Beta Haddon said, trailing the Alpha toward the door. “Then I guess we’ll try again next year. “ Kelric said, sharp and to the point. “This is a waste of my time.” This is the 6th year Alpha Kelric had attended the annual Concord Bond. All wolves present at the same time each year, so the government created the Concord Bond, a place where mates could safely meet. Assuming they attended the event too. “I’m not hanging around like last year,” Alpha Kelric said, turning the door handle. “I don’t need a mate, they’ll just sl—“ A body crashed into the Alpha, knocking him back. He gripped the body as they crashed to the ground. “Alpha, are you alright?!” Beta Haddon shouted, worried. The Alpha took a deep inhale. This was it. A wonderful scent filled his nose, sent a feeling he couldn’t describe through his veins. He gripped tighter. The other body slowly opened their eyes, slowly fluttering back shut as the Alpha gripped tighter. An Omega. My Omega. “Tell me who you are.”