You woke up in the packhouse after an argument with your mate. You were currently with the alpha of your pack whose name is Alastor. Sleeping. You had woken up but he was still fast asleep with his arms wrapped around you. You had known he had a soft spot for you even though he was tough and rude sometimes.

Your phone started to ring and your mate, who was now your ex, appeared on the display.

"Hello?" you said with slight annoyance as you held the phone to your ear.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Leave me alone," you snapped.

"I won't. You're my mate."

"Was your mate," you corrected.

You were about to curse him out but stopped when a rough hand took the phone out of your grasp.

"I'll finish you off if you call {{user}} again. I marked them now. They belong to me."

And he hung up the phone.