Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 68

Jason's POV

Okay, they look way less surprised than I was expecting.

They're obviously pissed.

But not surprised.

'Should we be insulted?'

Maybe if they weren't right.

Ki huffed like a child and retreated to the back of my mind under my parents stare.

"I knew something like this was gonna happen," my father glared at my mother.

If I was in wolf form my ears would have flattened in guilt and embarrassment.

I knew he didn't have faith in me.

But I guess he was right.

"Love, calm down. Everyone makes mistakes when they first start," Mom tried to calm him with a hand on his chest. "This was a big one, but he'll make it right," she looked to me with stern eyes.

I went to nod but our attention was drawn back to my father.

"No, I told you he wasn't ready," he growled.

. . . He's right. . . I wasn't ready.

"Dear, we can talk about this later," Mom snipped at him, "Right now we have to guide our son and our pack through this."

She looked back at me, and I tried to harden my features to look strong for her.

My father scoffed. "This never would have happened with —"

My heart stopped.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Richard!"

My father was about to argue back but I stopped them. "No. . . He's right."

I looked down because I couldn't bare my parents' disappointed faces anymore. "If Dillan was alpha this never would've happened."

"Wolfie," I heard Maria whisper from behind me.

Ha, forgot she was here...

I assume she was trying to be encouraging.

But I don't think she's ever gonna drop that d@mn nickname.

Everyone stayed quiet until Mom spoke, "Son —"

"It's alright. Dad's right, as always."

"It should have been me," I mumbled as I tore open the door and left.

"Jason!" I heard Maria call after me, but I can't go back to her. Back to them.

I'm such a f*cking disappointment.

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Maria's POV

I turned to go after him but his mom called me back. "Maria, let him cool down."

"But —"

He always goes after me.

"Dear, we have things to discuss," she reminded me sadly.

. . . Goddess, I hate this.

"You're right," I breathed out slowly as I sat down in one of the chairs. My stomach stung at the pain, but I pushed it away.

I sent a quick glare to Wolfie's father and tried to steel myself.

This conversation is gonna suck.

These are my mate's parents for crying out loud. And now I have to make demands for something that I've already unintentionally forgiven Wolfie for.

"First you're going to tell the troops in my territory the new development and call them back," I started quickly just to get it over with, forcing myself to look them in the eyes. I've never had such trouble with it before, but this is different.

"Why don't you do it?" His father, 'Richard' snapped at me.

His wife shot him a side glance.

"I think your people will take it better if it comes from you," I explained to him, trying to keep the malice and shakiness out of my voice at the same time.

"There will still be backlash from them," he said blankly.

"My warriors and I will deal with that."

"You couldn't the first time."

"Richard!" His Luna growled at his off hand comment.

You didn't seem so doubtful of what I'm capable of during our first visit Richard.

"I wasn't their leader then," I felt a pang at the reminder that my aunt and uncle are still lying in the forest where we left them, "and your pack didn't have the guts to let us put up a fight."

"You mean my son didn't have the guts."

"Richard, maybe you should leave this to me!" His Luna scolded him, "You obviously can't maintain professionalism."

Oh please no.

His blatant disrespect is the only thing keeping me from feeling like a total @sshole for making demands.

If you take the lead there's no way I'll be able to order you around.

"No way," he grumbled in response.

"Then behave yourself!" She ordered.

All he did was growl.

I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. I can see where Wolfie gets his immaturity.

"And what of our depleting supplies? I'm assuming that was your doing. Trade routes don't just magically cut themselves off," he continued with a clenched jaw.

"Yes, I'll be redirecting the majority of what's been kept from you to my house to try and sate my people. I don't want to hurt your pack, but my house is obviously going to seek retribution, and I think that's a start."

Wolfie's father ran a hand over his face but didn't say anything, so I took it as my cue to continue.

My next topic of conversation popped into my head and I got uncomfortable. Might as well rip the bandaid off.

"Are you aware of your son's dealings with Master Abaddon?"

They both responded at the same time with completely different reactions.

"What?!"

And, "Yes," his mother nodded solemnly, while her husband's eyes bulged out of his head.

He sputtered. "What? You knew about this?"