The state of being diverse; variety.
[ Sequel to I'm having his baby, but I'm a boy?! ]
Vincent had everything in the world anyone could ask for; A loving family, the gift of art and voice, and well just a small bit of popularity.
He wasn't the tallest boy, or the most muscular instead he was on a slight pudgy side, his hair was a caramel brown blonde which looked almost near bleached and when the sun shone it radiated when the beams ran off the hair, at the same time his eyes were an emerald green looked as if it was dipped in a baby blue then swirled together. He was just an essence of adorable and radiated cuteness.
He was finally in his senior year of high-school after 12 grueling years of the bullies, the torture, the constant boys trying to get him to finally lay in bed with them since he was able to keep his hormones in his pants until the time was right.
Little did he know, that his body was marked by four different alphas from different packs.
Now will he be able to handle the advances of four different types of boys that just make the heart melt or will he fall tragic to watching each of them murder one another just to grab his hand?
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