Mated to Four Alphas

Silas’s POV

Slowly, in a few years, everything started to get normal. The four also tried their best to lighten up my mood.

But it didn’t get any better, ’cause the wound on my heart was not ready to heal anytime soon. I was missing my dad continuously, but it’s said that every wound heals with time, and years passed.

And Damon’s pack had taken many packs under them till now and become one of the biggest and most powerful packs. And now, so much responsibility was on us.

When their father was the leader of this pack, there were only 10 or 15 packs under us. But now, it’s 200 to 300.

So even if the four of them work, including me—the Luna of the pack—we still can’t complete our duties, because work is increasing more day by day. And they have to check every paper, inspect, and see every detail.

Lysander had told me that if we cry and stay sad about someone’s death, that person won’t feel happy even after death.

That person will blame themselves. So we must be happy so that they can see and say goodbye to this world happily.

So I learned it and started being happy with the family I have now. And in the blink of an eye, five years passed.

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