Luka's Pov
"This was your first experience, Mason. Don't beat yourself too hard," I started, knowing how he was feeling as we walked into his bedroom back home.
As a father, I try hard to comfort him the best I can just like my dad used to do whenever I end up in trouble. For a moment I peeped out of the window which was slightly opened and I inhaled deeply to allow the freshness of the outside air to fill my lungs.
"I remember my first time leading a small group of the pack," I cackled looking down for a moment, taking myself back on that day.
"I bet it was better than mine."
Turning around to face him I smiled and softened my voice further, trying to emphasise that I was not upset.
"That's the thing actually, it was just like yours. We were surrounded by some vampires. I was to lead the pack to start getting familiar with leadership and the know-how of dealing with problems as the soon to be leader of the pack. Father asked me to bring one vampire back home for questioning but instead of obeying his orders, I decided to kill every single one of them thinking that my decision was a better one. You can only imagine what happened when I returned home," I explained, raising an eyebrow at Mason.
The room was quiet for a while as I gaped at him, noticing his facial expression changing from a thoughtful one into a faint smile.
"Thanks for understanding me, dad. I wish I would be just like you when I have my pups."
"We live to learn son, we live to learn," I tapped at his shoulder and started walking my way out of his room.
"And I am sure that you will be a great dad when the time comes. It's written in our genes."
I winked at him before disappearing from his sight, making a slight joke out of a tense circumstance. The only problem was that the situation was going to be worsened after our pack murdered the beta of the yellow stone pack. Who knows what is waiting for us at the end of the line. I had to come up with a plan and discuss it with alpha Dale before the time comes.
Mason's POV
I chuckled, repeating dad's last words in a whisper after he disappeared, knowing that he tried to be the usual funny dad.
"I couldn't ask for a better father," I mumbled, looking at the picture frame on my clean desk, thanks to the omega cleaners.
After the short chat, I felt a little better, though I knew that now I needed to help dad think of a solution to end the fight with the yellow stone pack as fast as possible.
Somehow the day passed way too quickly and soon enough it was getting dark. I almost slept on the desk as I was writing down different plots I was coming up with whilst scratching my head to share them with the council which I knew I had to meet in a few hours.
"Still up?"
I turned to see my mother standing at the door, holding two mugs of coffee.
"Sort of. I am tired but can't sleep. What happened during the fight is still in my head. I hate to disappoint you and dad. Not being able to control my wolf is unacceptable. So I am trying to fix the problem I got us into by thinking of a good way to stop the fight as early as possible," I said widening my eyes for a moment to get some energy into them.
As always she smiled at me, walking further into my bedroom, handing me my warm mug.
"You know I am always proud of you and your sister, right? Nothing will stop me from loving you."
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