Fuck.
Shit.
Damn It.
Collin imprinted. The last one in the fucking pack to imprint….other than me of freaking course.
Collin understood me. We were the outsiders- everyone else had someone. But then, he found Casey. And now he won't shut the hell up about her.
And me? I'm alone. Everyone has someone other than poor Seth. The guys won't shut up about it. Poor Seth, poor lonely Seth. But I'm the "happy one". The one who always looks at the glass half full. So of course I must be happy. But I'm not.
Shit.