Dear stupid Omega,
I knew you were listening in on our conversation when my parents asked if I'd found my mate. They knew Stephanie isn't the future Luna of Night Howlers pack.
They wanted to meet the beautiful guy/girl the moon goddess bestowed upon me as my fated mate. Fuck!
I'd rather rot to death than tell them the fucking truth, tell them YOU'RE MY FUCKING MATE!
I'd be a laughing stock if anyone ever found out the truth! I wish you never existed!
With hate from your future Alpha.