Claimed by My Bestie's Alpha Daddy novel Chapter 1

Text: Your student loans are about to default.

If I miss another payment, I lose my spot at The University.

But every single job interview I go in for, the interviewer just snaps, "How did this Wolfless even get past security?"

That one word—wolfless—undoes everything else. It shows up on my CV and suddenly my entire application is invisible.

Jenny, my best friend and the Alpha King's daughter, invited me to work as a server at the mating ball after she heard about my situation.

When I took the job, Jenny had grinned and said, “Most of the unmated Alpha heirs are coming tonight—you never know, maybe you’ll meet someone.”

But we both knew it was just a joke—I was already mated.

So here I am, in this fancy ballroom, carefully laying out the overpriced desserts Jenny ordered from her private pastry chef onto the dining table, just like I was assigned to do.

And just then, Jenny made her entrance—sweeping into the ballroom in a red evening gown. Within seconds, guests were drifting toward her like she had her own gravitational pull. She greeted each of them with that sugar-sweet smile she’d perfected ages ago, even if she forgot their name the second they walked away.

It’s still kind of wild that we ended up friends, though I guess that was due to us being classmates.

I didn't want to interrupt Jenny, so I decided to head to the kitchen to help out instead.

But then Jenny called out to me—clear and bright, like she wanted people to hear—and instantly, heads turned. All at once, the room seemed to freeze. A wolfless girl, in a server's uniform, getting called over by the Alpha King's daughter? You could feel the confusion ripple across the crowd. People stared. Whispered. Some barely masked their surprise.

I wasn't surprised, I was almost used to it by now.

But Jenny didn’t seem to care—and that meant more to me than I expected. She took my hand and pulled me aside to talk.

"Can you believe Stacy actually came up to me and tried to start a conversation? Like everything’s fine? Unreal."

I was a little thrown—wasn’t she just chatting with Stacy like everything was fine? But then Jenny clarified, and suddenly it made more sense.

"Do you know what she did last time? She actually asked me for my dad’s phone number! Her Alpha father’s pack is tiny, and she thinks she could become my new stepmother?"

"But come on, King Richard's been divorced and single for years—can you really blame Stacy? I mean, he just got voted Sexiest Alpha again, didn’t he?"

Jenny’s smile faded instantly. She wasn’t just venting—she wanted backup. She wanted me to hate Stacy too, to treat her like some mutual enemy just because Jenny did.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think my dad should be with Stacy? He’s single because he’s still in love with my mom! I’ve told you, I am not letting any of my friends get involved with my dad!"

I was very familiar with Jenny's intense "protectiveness" over King Richard. She once had a very close friend who tried to flirt with Richard, and when Jenny found out, she immediately cut all ties with her.

I mean I totally get why that would bother her, but if you’ve seen Richard, you’d understand why those crazy girls act the way they do. He’s the most attractive man I’ve ever seen.

"I mean, you can’t really stop girls from daydreaming, right? Every she-wolf’s probably jealous of whoever ends up Luna queen." I said it casually, hoping she’d take it as a joke.

Any woman who becomes Richard’s Luna would be envied by everyone. But obviously, it could never be someone like me.

Sure enough, Jenny’s attention shifted. She said, "I really envy you—you found your mate right at eighteen. And a Beta, too. His pack might not be big, but for someone without a wolf, that’s kind of a big deal."

Her words sat uncomfortably with me. Did she really think being wolfless made someone less? The thought stung, but I didn’t say anything.

Jenny, clearly curious, continued, “So how are things between you two?”

I sighed, a little disappointed. “He hasn’t replied to my messages in a while. I guess he’s just too busy with his new job.”

To my surprise, Jenny actually looked kind of pleased, “Is that so? Well, I mean... you can’t really blame him.”

For a second, it felt like Jenny was actually enjoying my awkward situation—but I shook the thought off. Maybe I was just reading too much into it.

As two she-wolves passed by, I caught them whispering about a "handsome young man." They didn’t say who, but something in their tone piqued my curiosity. I found myself turning to look.

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