Chapter 38 Lachlan

• Having recovered from the many drinks I had somehow indulged in during my celebrations of becoming Beta, I was now in the full swing of being pack Beta, and loving it. Not that it felt too difficult right now. But, in truth, this was something I had trained for, for a long time. And, I was working alongside my two closest friends and they too were trained well for their roles. We worked well together.
• And, we were able to sneak out for the odd game of basketball here or there when work became a little boring, or even went out for a drink or two. Life was good… well, as good as it was likely to get for me. Marcus was settled at home with his fated mate, and Cole, while looking for his fated, was enjoing the bachelor life. I, however was stuck. I had the life of a bachelor, but a wolf that did not allow me to enjoy it anymore... not to mention I knew just who my fated mate was, and knew there was no future there to look forward to.
• Tyr was still acting like a petulant teenager with me. All because I would not do as he wanted. My wolf was not for listening to reasoning, and I was not about to bow down to his demands either. I suppose you could say we were both as stubborn as one another. So we had a prickly tension between us at the best of times, or he simply did his usually disappearing act, which I was having to try hard to hide from my friends. Having a wolf that was vague to say the least would make me considered weak to most, and I was not about to have that happen...