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He's my best friend, and once in a while we kiss, but I save my virginity for my mate. Then, as I'm stripping, Kaelen's voice suddenly slides into my head. "Kitten, don't get too attached to that dress, because even if I'm not your mate, I'll be ripping it off you on Saturday night." --- Ava's POV Like most girls, I always picture my high-school prom, and I'm absolutely no different. My friends and I are gearing up to go dress shopping, but my parents just can't seem to grasp how much this matters to me! They insist I stay away from anything that might damage my image or draw negative attention to our family name. Apparently, being the beta's daughter means I'm kept on a tight leash when it comes to having fun. Naturally, I use every chance I get to enjoy myself and live my life to the absolute fullest. My mom tells me I remind her of who she is before she finds her mate, so she tends to cut me a little slack, but my dad is an intense enforcer of the rules. My mom, Gwen, stands 5' 6" with a toned body and light brown hair that falls to her chest. She's a warrior in our pack, and she teaches me how to fight starting when I'm five. My dad, Gideon, is 6' 7" with a football-player build that looks like he could bench a car. Ink covers him from head to toe, and he wears slick black hair. He never takes it easy on me, and he's annoyed that I'm not a boy, but that never stops him from raising me like one anyway. I enter every competition the boys do, yet I still can't manage to beat him at his best. He believes I'm good enough and that I should earn the beta position when he steps downif I can straighten up and stop giving him headaches. I start laughing as I remember all the lectures he delivers to me over the years. "What mate wants a girl who parties and is fast and loose with the rulesespecially an Alpha who would ever want you as a beta!" I laugh, because I grow up with the future alpha, Kaelen. He's my best friend, and once in a while we kiss, but I save my virgin
