Chapter 147
“You’ve grown.” His eyes take me in. I even feel taller, wider. I feel as if I put on twenty–fiv pounds of pure muscle.
“We have some things to discuss before you go inside.” His tone doesn’t sit well with me.
“First off, I want you to know that this was my decision to keep you where you were. There was nothing you could do.” My eyes don’t leave him. I can hold his eyes now.
“Kennedy died giving birth to the pups, and Rya has left her home pack. We aren’t sure where she is.” The news falling from his mouth slams into my chest. My vision sways
slightly.
“What?” It comes out quieter than I want it to.
He’s trying to explain the situation to me, but my heartbeat is rushing too hard in my ears to hear everything he’s saying.
It’s too much.
“It was the best choice to leave you out there.”
“Alpha, you thought that was the best choice!” I flash my father my sharpened fang that’s been feasting on nothing but raw flesh and bone for months. The Alpha doesn’t take too kindly to it.
“It was a decision I made, so yes, at the time I felt it was for the best. What would have happened if we came for you? Would you have listened to us? We wouldn’t have even been able to get into range of you to pull you back. You had to come back on your own. You knew
that when you went out there that you needed to come back on your own.” He gets up–from- his chair in a smooth motion. A step toward me, I don’t like how he took that step. My wolf doesn’t like it either. He’s used to being a leader wolf, all puffed up with the strength he’s built over the last six months.
“You had no right, Father.” Pointing my finger at his face, I make sure my eyes don’t leave him. I take my own threatening step toward the Alpha.
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“I should have been brought back. He’s my brother.” The wolf in me growls viciously toward its Alpha. He’s not afraid. In fact, he’s starting to pace, wearing down that dirt path back and forth inside my head. A growl of warning from my father’s own wolf has his eyes flashing for a brief moment of the danger we will face if skin turns to fur.
A flash of teeth toward my father again. “You made the wrong decision, Alpha.” I say it with a snap of jaw, blood pumping fast through my heart that’s beating faster and faster.
Jake the next threatening step forward, not hiding my posturing. I balance on the balls of
feet; the cold wind tries to cool off my body that’s inflamed with a feral rage. Its darkness travels inside me, growing darker and darker with what he has taken from me. I should have been here holding my brother the way he held me so long ago.
Another growl of menace, the wolf’s ascension is forcefully coming to the surface.
“Control yourself. You’re not ready yet for teeth, my son.” As my father is saying this, he starts to unbutton the cuffs on his shirt before taking it off completely, throwing it on the chair he was just sitting on.
He’s a big wolf, but I’m just as big now. Battle scars of old line his chest while mine are still
fresh.
“Control myself? How did you think that I would react? You tell me my brother’s mate has been dead for six months, that Rya’s gone, she went away on her own, and nobody knows- where she’s at!” Trying to maintain skin on top of fur, it’s impossible to work down the
convulsions of the flesh.
Another step toward my father, a flock of crows gather in the treetops, cawing and clicking their beaks to one another as if they’re having betting wagers about the outcome of this
inevitable challenge.
His body is firmly planted into the hardened ground that’s slowly been freezing with the drop in temperature.
“Understand if you do this what it means, my son. I will not go easy on you. I will show you why I’m the Alpha. You are not ready yet, so I suggest you get some control over yourself before I control you.” That comment earns him a primitive growl that pounds out my chest. My animal instincts are kicking in hard from being out there for too long.
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My tongue drags on incisors that are edging out with the need to challenge something I fee
is mine to take.
“Do you even know what he must have gone through? What he’s probably going through still? No, you don’t! rds fly in barely controlled anger.
“I should have been here for him. You took that away from me.” I hit my own chest hard, and fur starts to sprout out from pores that are giving way to my truenature, stretching my Naw out with teeth and muzzle that elongates with my change. I want him to see me and
What I’ve become while away, my own beast.
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