My Fated Alphas Cruel Game novel Chapter 134

Elena’s POV 1

Sixteen years had passed, and here I was, bustling around preparing for one of our regular pack gatherings. These barbecues happened every few months, bringing our entire community together under the stars for an evening of music, dancing, and shared stories. Tonight would be no different, with a live band already setting up and the dance floor cleared and ready.

I was balancing a stack of ceramic plates when strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind. The sudden contact nearly sent the dishes tumbling to the ground.

“Caleb!” I shouted, spinning around to face my son’s grinning face.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, that familiar troublemaker’s smile spreading across his features.

“I honestly don’t know what I’m supposed to do with you anymore,” I said, shaking my head.

“I’m twenty-two now, mom. Your options are pretty limited,” he replied with a shrug.

I planted my hand firmly on my hip and stared him down. “I could always suggest you get yourself a job and find your own place to live.”

The laughter from his group of friends died instantly at my words.

“Did I mention lately how absolutely wonderful you are?” Caleb said sweetly, planting a quick kiss on my cheek.

“Brown-noser,” Damien called out as he emerged from the packhouse.

Caleb dropped into one of the nearby chairs with theatrical casualness. “So when exactly are you two planning to step down and let me run things around here?”

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Damien crossed his arms and fixed our son with a stern look. “When you stop thinking that pulling childish pranks on pack members is the height of entertainment, maybe we’ll consider it.”

“Fine, whatever,” Caleb said, already standing and waving his friends over. “We’re heading to training. Don’t worry, we’ll be back before this party gets

started.”

“Enjoy yourselves,” I called after them as they jogged away.

Damien shook his head as he watched them disappear. “I can’t get over how immature that boy still is.”

I turned to him with raised eyebrows. “Gee, I wonder where he might have learned that behavior?”

Damien’s expression shifted to one of confused innocence before he suddenly perked up, pretending to hear someone calling his name from inside the house. “Oh, sounds like someone needs me,” he said, making a hasty retreat.

“Luna, I brought those decorations you requested,” came a voice from behind me. I turned to see Clara, Caleb’s girlfriend, approaching with her arms full of colorful streamers and lights.

“Perfect, thank you so much. Would you mind hanging them around the dining area outside?” I asked.

“Of course,” she replied with a warm smile.

I watched her walk away, still amazed that my son had somehow managed to win over such a remarkable young woman. She definitely deserved better than him, though I’d never say that out loud. I knew they weren’t destined mates, but part of me wished they could be. I’d made my feelings clear to Caleb about several of the other young women in our pack, specifically warning him about which ones to avoid.

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