Alpha's Masked Mate

Behind the mask of a wolf, I catch the Alpha's eye,
Though he doesn't know I’m the outcast who can’t shift.

At the Pack's lavish masquerade, I wear a wolf's mask,
Yearning to belong, if only for a night.

The Alpha leads me on the dance floor.
His strong arms surround me; his voice ignites my senses.
For once, I feel accepted, not shunned.

I slip away before the midnight dance exposes me,
To avoid seeing the rejection in his handsome eyes.

But fate brings us together once more.
Hidden behind my mask,
I give in to the temptation of his lips and the warmth of his embrace.

Though my heart aches to give him more,
Could an Alpha ever defy his pack for an outcast like me?