Thaddeus’ POV
I was in the bas.ement of the Berryndale Pack House where the dungeons were kept. We usually didn’t keep prisoners in the pack house itself. These cells were reserved for only the most important of prisoners thus they were all empty save for one. Farris was still asleep. He lay on the cot of his cell. The bars were all solid sterling silver. I had not had the heart to put the silver chain around his neck.
He was in essence still the man I hoped to be my father in law. I wanted to at least allow him his dignity. The silver bars of the cell should suffice. I sat at the guard’s desk watching Farris sleep. Fang was pacing back and forth. Cody was nervously twiddling his thumbs. They were both acting like they were on trial too.
I was not looking forward to seeing my little Friday’s face when she found her father down here in the dungeons. The door opened and a group of people descended the stone steps. I could hear their echoey footsteps. Malachi and Felicity were the first to approach the cell. Upon seeing his mother, Fang’s eyes welled up with tears. Oh God, did I make a big mistake even asking Cody why he smelled of Farris? Felicity doubled over, sobbing openly. Malachi, startled, scooped her up and held her bridal style, cradling her head to his c.hest, trying to shush her.
“It’s my fault. It really is,” I heard her whimper. “I drove you both to this point. Put me on trial.”
“Don’t be ridiculous!” I heard Malachi whisper fiercely. He was rocking her a little. He sat in the chair furthest from me still cradling her.
Elizabeth came into view.
“Cody?” She said.
Cody’s smile was tired. He embraced her.
“What do you have to do with any of this?” Elizabeth asked.
“He has helped to bring Farris to justice,” I said vaguely to Elizabeth. Cody was salvageable. I was not so sure about Farris but this situation had been thrust upon Cody. He certainly had not gone looking for Farris.
Fang raised his eyebrows at my careful wording and seemed a bit calmer. I was a peaceful Alpha. Don’t let my seven foot frame fool you. I preferred the least amount of bl00dshed possible. That being said, I could still rip a head off if I needed to. My father and mother came down, arm in arm. My father nodded at me in approval and my mother smiled sadly. I knew who would descend the staircase next. I stood up for her. An Alpha should always stand when his Luna enters a room. Friday walked arm in arm with Maze. I could not make head nor tails of Maze’s emotions but Friday’s were crystal clear. She was devastated. Maze released her arm. She walked up to me and put her arms around my wa!st, burying her face in my c.hest. I felt the we.tness of her tears as I wrapped my arms around her and k!ssed the top of her head.
“Berryndale as your Aly had captured your most wanted, but it’s your call Alpha Maze by right,” I said.
“Alpha Maze?” Said Maze.
“Mazey-Wazey,” I corrected myself.
Malachi raised his eyebrows at our little banter but did not say anything.
I don’t know what to do, Maze whispered in my mind, his voice sounding small and very young though it were manly and authoritative out loud.
What would you do if you made the decision to please only yourself? Remember when you rejected Friday? I asked him.
I try to forget, he said, chuckling sadly.
Did you make that decision to please yourself? I asked.
No, of course not. If I’d made that decision with only myself in mind back then, I would’ve given up being Alpha and moved to the woods to sleep on that tiny cot with Friday every night and be immensely happy, said Maze.
I smiled.
I need to talk to my father, Maze said.
Maze’s POV
I met with my father, my mother and Felicity upstairs in the Berryndale Alpha Dining Room. Thaddeus came with me for emotional support. Cody kept edging nearer and nearer to the doorway though he’d been asked to wait in the hallway. Fang, Fallon and Fargo were there. They deserved to speak on this. It was their father. My Baby was a wreck, her eyes swollen and puffy. She was clutching one of my monogrammed handkerchiefs in her hands and wringing it. It was soaked with tears. She was wearing Thaddeus’ blazer. I couldn’t wait for today to be over. I needed to hold her. I couldn’t stand the thought of her resenting me.
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“I called this impromptu meeting to get an idea of what everyone thinks about the situation. Laws do not always uphold justice. Some circ.umstances are more complex. A crime was committed and a punishment should be exacted but I wish to hear everyone’s thoughts first because we are… a family. A really weird family,” I said. Thaddeus snorted but smiled warmly at me.
It was true. The twins and Fang were about to be my stepbrothers and my father’s stepsons. I wished to marry Friday which would then make the boys my brothers-in-law. Felicity was my step-mother or perhaps, mother-in-law. Either way, none of us were escaping each other anytime soon. Friday shocked me by speaking first. The little girl in the woods who had fell on her knees when I rejected her would have never done that. She was different now, a true Luna.
“I can’t ask you to ever trust my father again, especially not anywhere near your father, Maze. He can’t go free. That would be unthinkable but I would appreciate him being spared the death penalty,” Friday said, whispering the last few words.
I nodded. I felt Thaddeus’ hands on my shoulders.
“I share the same sentiment,” said Fang, “As my sister and Luna.”
Friday’s eyes widened at being called Luna by Fang. She smiled sadly at him.
Fallon and Fargo were quiet, looking at each other. I could tell they were mind-linking.
My mother sighed. Cody had edged all the way into the room and was standing behind my mother stroking her hair.
“On the day that Farris shot Malachi, he turned and aimed the gun at me,” she said.
The twins gasped, Cody hissed and Felicity sobbed quietly while my father cradled her head in his c.hest.
“It was Malachi who stopped Farris from shooting me too by injuring Farris and causing him to drop the gun. He would’ve orphaned you, Maze, if he could’ve. I wouldn’t be surprised if he intended to shoot Felicity too for his revenge,” said my mother.
I was gripping the table with such force wooden dust fell to the floor. I had not realised Farris meant to k!ll my mother too simply for being a witness. He was truly a fiend. What had my mother done? Besides be a victim of the same affair? You would think he would have some sympathy for my mother? I was seething.
“Maze,” said Felicity softly, her voice hoarse from crying, “all I ask of you is that you take your time to decide. Whatever decision you make, please think on it for a reasonable amount of time. Don’t decide right away.”
“I want him dead,” said my father plainly. “But I know my little mate wants otherwise,” said Dad, looking down at the top of Felicity’s head. She was still being held by him.
No matter what you do, I love you, Maze, she said simply.
“Thaddeus didn’t say what he wanted,” Felicity said.
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