Archer’s P.O.V.
I swallowed, as I was waiting outside of my father’s office. I had just made my decision, and it was now up to me to tell my father about it. This was probably the part that I hated the most about all of this. But still, it had to be done either way. I respected my father too much to keep this from him.
“Come in.” My father called out, as I opened the door and stepped inside. My father was sitting behind his desk as he was hovering over papers. My father was a Beta, the Beta of the Neoma pack. Making me the Beta’s oldest son. Surely, with me being the Beta’s oldest son, I was quite highly ranked already, and maybe I could become a Beta or a Gamma somewhere in the future, once our current Alpha passed on the title to one of his own pups. But unfortunately for him, I had ot
