All visits had been called off for the day, and we had traveled to the motel across state that we had booked into. Leaving earlier than planned, since we left immediately after the incident at Silver River Pack. Anyone would think I had gone in and killed half their pack or something the way my Dad was reacting. I was done with the attitude of my Dad. Was I not entitled to an opinion? This was my life after all. My future and, ultimately, my Dad had known from the moment he had begun discussing all this arranged chosen mate crap, that it was not what I wanted.
Yet, he took control, like he always does. Taking his Alpha role. Dictating to one and all, and giving me no choice. No choice in my own life? That I did not agree with, and was not about to back down. And, I had made that clear on many occasions before we left. Told him why I did not want this, yet he had forced me to come, in spite of that. So why he would think this trip would go well, I truly do not know.
Now, I had spent hours enduring my father lecturing me non-stop about how I should be respecting him. Doing as I am told. Because, apparently, my actions at Silver River Pack were not only disrespecting their Alpha, but a huge disrespect to my own pack and my own father. How he came to that conclusion, I have no clue. I think my Dad came up with his own rhetoric to make himself feel better. Make himself feel more important. Well, it wasn’t going to work with me. I was sick of being treated this way. He was basically treating me like I am still a young child, and not the adult I was. He evidently thought there would be a point when I would buckle and back down to him and admit my mistakes, then agree to all he wanted. But, if that was what my Dad was expecting of me, he was wrong. I was as stubborn as he was. I would not, and I did not.
I had continued to stand my ground, and the argument had continued to increase. Building. Worsening over time. The room we were sharing was smashed to pieces. Both our wolves unleashed their fury upon one another and the surroundings, which would no doubt mean we were left with quite a bill for the damage. We were both Alpha wolves and neither one would back down. That would show weakness. It would be surrendering to the other, and neither one of us was ready to do that. If my father wanted this to go down to an Alpha challenge, I would challenge him for his title, for my rightful place within our pack if that is what he truly wanted, but that is not how we did things in our pack.
But, I had never done things as expected, and my family were underestimating me. If they were going to put my brother in my place as Alpha, I would challenge him. I would kill them all before I allowed it. This was for my pack. For the power and control it brought with it, and I would not have it snatched away from me. All over the mess that the bitch Bailey had left behind. Everything was fine until she let our secret slip. I would forever hold her responsible for this mess.
I watched my father stalking me, across the room from me, his eyes dark with anger, though I could see a tiredness within his face. I think he had to be as sick of this as I was. This is not what either of us wanted to be doing right now. “This isn’t right Miles!” he roared once more. “You are my son, yet you act more like an enemy than any enemy ever has. Why must you fight me on everything?”
“Because you are trying to take away my rightful place. I am the firstborn, and you know that title is mine. Yes, I made a mistake today, but you know as well as I do, Bailey was never right for me.”
I watched now as my father tilted his head at me. “Did you just admit you made a mistake?” he lowered his tone, which surprised me, though I never meant to admit I was wrong. But, if it meant it stopped this shit show of a night, then maybe it was better. There probably was no need to act like that at the pathetic attempt of a pack… I was just so angry they had offered me a reject. Another version of the girl I didn’t want. And it reminded me of her. Of Bailey. The one I hated to my core. The one who pushed me into this mess I found myself…
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