Not Your Mate Anymore

All my life I have craved the love my father had for my mother. The way he looked at her, that look of total adoration. My mother was my father's world and I know he only stayed alive after my mothers passing to raise me. When a wolf loses their mate, they wither away and in time pass on to be with the Moon Goddess and their mate but my father stayed strong, a man of beta blood stayed strong to be a father to me that even pups with both parents as mates envied.My father loves me and not once did I ever ques