After the death of their alpha, fate choose the less suitable member to become the next one. Everyone in the pack, even the alpha himself knows this. His mother didn't raise him to become an alpha, he is too kind, too shy, too obedient... He is submissive by nature, all he needs now was a dominant partner, a dominant mate. And it seems, that everyone in the pack find himself perfect for that role. They are so obvious as they try to get into the new alpha's pants, but the poor alpha seems to be blind...   

The pack gathered in the living room, laying on top of each other, pretending to watch TV. But nobody payed attention at the noisy black box. They were anxious, waiting for their alpha to return. Luhan stood up and went to the kitchen, wanting to refill a bowl with popcorn. He stared at the microwave owen for long minutes, even though it had already beeped twice. Suddenly he felt dizzy, he had to grab the edge of the counter as he bent over, grabbing his shirt over his heart. The tightly closed pack bound without the alpha's control opened up, the pent-up emotions overflowed: loss, pain, worry... The members rushed into the kitchen, eyes already filled with tears.
" XiaoLu, Kris..."
 "I know..." Luhan looked up with burning red eyes.