I stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection. Today was the day. It was now. I had worked my ass off for the last few years to be the best I could possibly be.
“I hope I have made you proud Dad.” I whispered to the empty room I am stood in, unsure if there is such a thing as spirits or not. I had liked to think many a time that my Dad was still with me. The strength behind me. The one pushing me to do better… losing him at such a young age had been hard. He had always been there for me growing up, and as a young boy, I had relied on him. Looked up to him. Respected him. I wanted to be just like him.
My Dad was a well respected man in pack. A much-loved figure in his role as Beta, and I hoped when I took my rightful place as Beta today, that I could do my Dad proud. I wanted
