Booki Chapter41
Alpha Born
I watch Dallas as he tries to speak, but nothing comes out. His power is projecting into me. He’s no longer the wolf I thought I knew. This is something that scares me, frightens me.
“His wolf attacked her, protecting me from the both of them.” Teeth, sharp male canine teeth, descend slightly. His fighting form is trying to take the skin side over. Touching his head, I try to calm him, to settle his rising fur.
He turns from me, taking one step toward the door, then another step as fabric starts to stretch over muscles that are engorging with blood.
His brothers are watching the scene with guarded eyes, in silent stillness, their mother in the middle of them flanked on all sides.
Protecting their most precious.
They all look at him, nose in the air, sniffing testosterone that he’s releasing. His body prepares for battle.
“Think this through.” It’s his mother who’s in his ear instantly. She’s calm, eyes watching everything.
“Think, watch, understand.” Her words are her wisdom.
Outside, I look at the circle that’s forming around Clayton. He’s all puffed out. His face is red in rage, his veins dilating. I can see them on his forearms pulsing with his life. His shirt is torn, his moon’s blood all over it, staining the fabric. His clothes will have to be thrown out. There’s no saving them; they’re ruined completely.
Kennedy’s father points his finger in his face, but Clayton slaps it away. “You people disgust me,” Clayton spits out. “What do you think would happen? What do you think would be the outcome?” Clayton holds his ground not stepping back, while her father takes a step forward.
“We never expected this,” Kennedy’s father rages. A hard punch to Clayton’s jaw does not stagger him. He takes it willingly, spitting out a mouthful of blood; maybe a tooth comes with it.
“You never expected this? You had us sleeping together since we were babies. When we were thirteen, you all knew what we were doing in that bed, but you all said nothing. You all encouraged it. We had your approval.” Clayton’s voice sounds slightly pained and tight. A purple, angry–looking bruise is blossoming open on his jaw line.
More wolves are showing up. They remind me of locusts devouring the sight in front of them.
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“You all thought we would end up mates, and when that didn’t happen, you just wanted us to stop. How could you just stop loving someone? You can’t!” he screams. Fists clenching, blood drips down onto the earth to soak up.
“We tried to break up, but we just couldn’t. How can you when what we have is real?” His voice cracks.
“You were so happy that she attacked me, weren’t you? Gave you the excuse to have her shunned by the pack, hoping I would change my mind, come around. Kept her nice and safe from any other wolf who might want to sniff her out.” He’s accusing his father now, pointing fingers in faces that need to be punched.
More wolves are showing up. I can see them eating up all this family business that should be kept behind closed doors. Except he’s decided to air it all out
on the line.
Clayton turns to Dallas, sizing him up and down. He gives a puff of exhaled breath as if he’s absolutely no real threat to him.
“You’re going to have to take a number.” That’s all he says to Dallas before turning slightly from him.
“We never thought this would happen,” Luna Catherine interjects, her female voice sounding high in contrast to the males‘ lower threatening rumbles.
“What? Are you kidding me! You’re the one who told her from birth that she was mine, what a beautiful daughter she is. You were grooming her from birth to be the next Luna. Do you knowhow bad Kennedy felt when you found out we weren’t mates and you would take her away on ‘hunting trips?“” His fingers make big quotations in the air.
“She loves you. You paraded her around. She never said anything to you because she just wanted you to like her again. She did everything you asked without complaint. She has done nothing wrong but love me.” His voice cracks slightly. He’s putting it all on the table for these wolves to feast on. “I remember the day we sat both families down and told you we weren’t mates. All of you crying, the tears you all shed for us. Then you said we had to stop!” He’s toe to toe with his father now. Same size, one male on the edge of his prime, the other males on the edge of retirement.
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