After Claire was done lecturing me about how many people i would hurt if I died she left to go back to her room. I was left contemplating my life, this is the first time that I've had anyone rely on me. I know my parents loved me, but I can't help but feel if I had better control of my wolf I wouldn't have felt like such a burden. I already feel like i have so many people counting on me and I'm not even the alpha yet.
Only a handful of people know I'm the heir of Dark Claw, and I'm already feeling the pressure. The pressure to not disappoint my grandfather, the pressure to not disappoint my mate and the pressure to not disappoint my pack. I have the overwhelming feeling to go run and take off before I can disappoint any of them. The only reason I'm staying is because I'm the only Alpha that will ever know what it feels like as an omega.