Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 0246

(Alpha Randall POV)

At 6:25 p.m., I kissed my wife and headed down to my office to meet our disappointment of a son. I did not know why I agreed to meet with him, much less why I was making an effort to be on time. Timeliness was important to me, but it was not important to James. I knew I would be lucky if he showed up prior to

7.00.

Honestly, after everything that James had put Jane and I through the last several months, I was ready to turn the pack over to Nick and disown James. Only three things were currently stopping me: 1) Nick’s me ntal health after Jenny left him; 2) Margie’s unyielding desire for Stephanie to be made Luna; and 3)

Jane’s absolute love and devotion to our son.

I could only hope that James asked for this meeting so that he could apologize to me for his constant disappearing acts, and so that he could ask for advice on how to make things right with his pack and his

family.

I knew that might be too much to ask for, but I prayed that he at least did not plan to embarrass his mother and I again tonight. We were running out of money and capital, and we could not afford to have any more scandals in front of our pack members and close allies.

To my shock, the lights were on in my office when I got there. I opened the door and found James sitting in my chair, with his feet propped up on my desk.

“You made it,” James said matter of factly.

“Get out of my chair,” I growled.

“It isn’t your chair anymore,” James responded calmly.

“Get Out. Of. My. Chair,” I repeated.

“Sit down in a quest chair, Father.”

To my surprise, my body began walking towards the guest chair. I then sat down in it. I did not intend to

do either of those things.

“How did you do that?” I asked James suspiciously.

I did not feel the pressure that you would typically feel when an alpha command was released, nor should James have been able to alpha-command me in the first place. Still, I somehow knew that he had

something to do with it.

James smiled at me mischievously. “It is not important right now. We have more important things to talk

about.”

1 glared at him angrily.

“Now you want to talk? Now?!?!?”

“Yes, Father. Now,” he repeated in a flat tone.

“Why don’t we start with where the hell have you been, James? And why have you ignored all of the

messages that your mother, myself, and your mate have sent you since the wedding?!? Do you really

think that the pack is some sort of hotel where you can come and go as you please?!?”