Alpha Gavin

Mia's POV

"I can't tell who the mighty Alpha of the Sullivan Pack is going to have as his mate." I hear my stepsister ask her sister from the living room. Since her voice is always loud, I can hear every detail of what they are saying. Alpha Gavin has been her long-time crush, his beauty, height, and stature with his eloquence have made him the dream guy for so many girls, not only in my pack.

His frequent appearance in TV interviews and fashion magazines sweeps off the minds of so many she-wolves. I draw my mind away from their conversation, Gavin is too good for me. Having the dream of being his mate would just be as good as a dream, it might just remain a dream forever.

My pack, the Mayweather Pack, will be celebrating the Mating Culture festival today at Pack Square, so many Alphas will come from far and wide to be in attendance. Alpha Gavin who has become the talk of the household is likely to be in attendance because he hasn't found his fated mate yet. My stepsisters' heads are almost blowing up with the imagination of being discovered as his mate. He is coming from Sullivan Pack.

It's a custom to carry this out once every year, for all Alphas who haven't yet found their mates, they organize a festival and all the unmarked she-wolves will attend in their numbers. It's believed that his mate will be in attendance, she will be among the ladies who show up and then he will be attracted to her by the scent.

None of this concerns me, my only concern is to get to the Sullivan Pack where I dream of getting into modeling school and working at the same time with a knowledge company, my dad is the Alpha, my mom remarried and since then, it's been many years now, I've not seen her. As my dad got married to his second Luna, she came with two of her daughters, almost my age, Lilah and Jessica. When they arrived at first, I thought I could see them as sisters but no, they didn't see me the way I saw them, rather they saw me as a slave. No one here loves me except my elder sister, they say I'm too clumsy, weak, and dull. Well, I don't give a fuck to what they say I am. I just mind my own way.

Suddenly, my door springs open and before me stands a giant muscular frame, my dad who is the Alpha of our pack, Mayweather Pack. His look on its own is enough to tell me that all is not well, I rise from the bed I was lying on. He is just one of the persons I fear most in my life as if he was a total stranger who is claimed to be mafia.

"What are you still inside of here?" He thunders. His furious eyes shake and I shiver from the