one to give up easily. " Just come with me Fuhal." She told him,standing on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear. " I can make you feel better." She pureed in that kittenish tone of hers that

good natured jab in the biceps. " I'll see you later, don't fuck too many women, leave some for the others." He tells Segal, before making his way to the back door through the press of wolves, a couple more women try to get him to either dance with them or send the night with them, and several men try to have a conversation with him, but by keeping a heavy scowl on his face and limiting his reply to single syllable words, he is soon free of groping hands. Closing the door behind him, he looks up at the clear blue sky and inhales deeply, finally able to breathe properly. " You really should learn to stay longer at parties son." A voice says from behind him. Suppressing the groan of frustration that always comes with hearing his father's voice, Fuhal turns and bows to his father. " Good evening father," he says. " I didn't know you were here." He adds. " Of course I'm here." His father replied. " I'm the pack beta, I can't leave the Alpha all alone, now can I ?" He asks. " You really should learn to enjoy the parties." He barrels right on, not waiting for a reply from his son. " You know, dance with your friends, have a few drinks, frolic with a few women." He continues, motioning with his hands as he speaks. " This is when you have fun, once you become the beta, you won't be able to." He finishes. " Yes father." Fuhal aggres with a nod. " But I don't feel too well right now, I'll like to go lie down." He adds. A look of concern quickly replaces the look on his father's face. " Are you alright?" He asks laying a hand on his son's shoulder. "I'll be as soon as I get some rest." Fuhal replies. " Go on then, go lie down, I'll send one of the healers to you." His father said. " No, no