Hello Tara!

**Tara**

I stepped into the pack house, and one of Tom's men approached me, informing me that Alpha Tom wanted to see me. I sighed, not particularly interested but knowing I had no choice.

"I'll be there," I replied, making my way inside. After a few steps, I arrived at my room and entered.

"Where have you been, Tara?" my father asked, shaking his head as he got up from the bed. "Alpha Tom has been waiting for you."

"Why is he acting up?" I rolled my eyes, taking off my jacket. "It's not like he doesn't know where I go every Friday."

"Listen, dear, you have to be careful how you talk to that man. He's the alpha now," my dad warned, but I wasn't having it.

"He'll never be the real alpha," I muttered under my breath, taking out a perfume from my bag.

"Why are you spraying that?" Dad furrowed his brow. "What scent are you trying to conceal, Tara?" his voice dropped to a whisper.