I dropped onto my bed, knackered after my day's training. Warrior training was good for me. So much better than being back at home. Kept my mind occupied. Just shit that Daxton and Kaleb had headed home again. They were definitely something I missed when they left. Not that I would tell them that.
I felt my phone buzzing, to look down and see it was my Grandad asking me to call him when I was free. Grandad Grayson. Alpha of the hellhole I was to become Alpha to, thanks to the fucking scum, I had the pleasure of calling my Dad. Not that he ever saw me. No, he had managed to mess up his later teen years from the things I learned. Though, the version my Grandma Talia and Grandad Grayson told me were somewhat tamer than the versions I have since heard.
Leaving me confused. Scared. Unsure of how I felt for him. He was much loved in River Ash Pack, of that there was no doubt. He struggled with his past, I knew that. But I struggled with the fact perhaps some of it was self-inflicted. He chose to drink. He chose the drugs. All as a way to escape the reality he had been handed because it was not the life he had expected. Not the life everyone had predicted for him. But, instead of speaking about it, he used things to escape it.
I knew deep down that was unlikely the reason behind his mental health struggles or the multiple personality disorder, but it didn’t make it any easier to accept. It just made me fear that I could end up the same as my father. Genetics didn’t favor me when he was that way, and my mother was not even worth considering as a person. She was evil itself.
Staying away from River Ash was the best thing to do. Made it easier to forget who I was. And that is what I did from an age I was able. As soon as Grandma Talia began to allow me to start staying with some of my cousins at Lunar River Pack. This was her family’s original pack, and her sister still lived there, along with her children and their children. It was these children that were my cousins that I trained with regularly at the warrior training facility that the pack had recently developed.
I loved it in the pack. It seemed so much more freedom, though perhaps that was because I didn’t have the pressure of an upcoming Alpha there. I had no ties. No commitments. The way I wish my life was. I know my grandparents thought they were doing the right thing by me when they decided to take me in, and bring me up as their own when my Dad died, or, perhaps I should say when my Grandad killed my Dad. And my Mum was locked up. When they chose to bring me up to train me to be the upcoming Alpha, without even giving me a choice. They should have done the decent thing and given the title to the children of my Aunts. I was the result of a fucked up union of fate. One that should have been destroyed.
I sighed. I suppose I should call him. I found his contact, and let the number dial.
“Landon!” Grandad greeted me enthusiastically, almost immediately, like he had been awaiting the call, and knowing my Grandad, he would have been.
“Hi GG.” I replied. “How are you doing?”
“Everything is fine. Wanted your feedback on some work in the pack. Just wondered when you planned to come home next?”
I released the breath I had been holding. He seemed to try to find excuses for me coming back to the pack each time we spoke. Reasons for phone calls. And then each phone call asking when I thought I would be coming back. You would think by now he would have guessed I was in no real rush to return. I felt bad, I knew my Grandad has been an Alpha for over 20 years, longer than he ever expected to. But, I just didn’t feel ready. And surely leaving the pack in the hands of an Alpha that wasn’t ready was a fate worse than death for a pack, wasn’t it?
And, River Ash Pack had been through more than enough over the years. It did not need me going in there, not ready, and messed up in the head, and fucking the place up. Messing up all the hard work my Grandad and my Uncle have done over the years. I would never forgive myself. Staying away was the right thing to do, I was sure of it.
“Erm, I don’t know GG. I got a few things on at the moment, but you are good at making the right choice for pack, so I am happy with whatever you are.” I gave him my standard answer when it came to him needing a decision relating to the pack. Quickly passing on the responsibility back to him. He knew what was better for that place. This had been working since I had shifted. Only returning home on special occasions now. And even then, that was not for prolonged times. The rest of the time, Lunar River Pack was my home. Because, no matter how I looked at this, I am certain I was not cut out to be an Alpha.
“Landon, you know we need you back at the pack. We need to discuss you transitioning to the Alpha role. Time is moving quickly now. I am not getting any younger.” His voice held some emotion, and it made me feel bad, but I know that no matter how he wants to say this, I know I am right.
“I will see what I can do, GG.” I lied, knowing full well I had no intention of heading back to River Ash anytime soon. My grandparents just need to realize that I know better than they do that me being away from there is for the best.
I laid back to relax in the sunshine only for Finn to poke me in the belly button making me squeal, and I hear laughter from Wren and Dario, who were sitting close by. A group of us had decided an afternoon by the lake while the sun was shining would be a perfect way to spend some time while Kaleb and Daxton were home from training.I sat up and scowled at Finn. “You are not funny!”“Dario and Wren thought I was.” He grinned, and I found myself smiling back, as I always did when Finn smiled at me. His smile was contagious. He was one of my older brother’s closest friends, and a number of years older than me, but Finn had always been there for me. “You like me poking you really” he winked and continued to poke me, making me giggle, before Kai, who was walking back from the lake to where we were laid out on the beach area, slapped him around his head playfully.“Eww. Did you hear what you just said to her?!” Kai growled, and I could not help the smirk that was playing upon my lips. I sw
It was never fun seeing my friends flirting with my younger sister, but they were all old enough to know she was not their fated mate. All well past shifting age, and all having their wolves by now. So it was clear by now that they would not be the one she ended up with, and it wasn’t like we hadn’t heard the tale often enough from our Mum about being careful about getting into relationships before meeting our fated mate; after the struggle she had gone through before meeting my Dad. Though, I do think her situation was somewhat different…And, it was hard to have to see Jorge in more recent times suffering after being rejected by his fated mate all because she did not want to end the long-term relationship she was in to be with him, after meeting at an inter-pack sports event we had all attended. Seeing the happiness as he had realized who she was, as he introduced himself... and then the pain take over as she told him she did not want him. That he was not the one that was meant for
After very little sleep, I had done well to be able to maintain the level I needed, but I had done it. I followed on with the training session, pushing myself until every part of my body burned. Until I ached and felt sick. I knew I was pushing myself harder than I needed to, but I took pleasure in feeling myself feeling this way. I knew I was working myself, and my wolf, Dex. But this was the way I kept myself on top form. I may not want to be an Alpha, but it didn't mean I could not have the body and fitness of an Alpha wolf.“That is all for this session.” The chief warrior in training spoke loudly from the front of the room where we were training today. “Back again this afternoon for more.” And with that he was walking away, without even so much of a second glance in our direction. This guy did not ease up, he was training the toughest warriors in the country, and that was why this new Warrior Training Facility they set up was proving so popular. Within a month, the facility was f
I sleepily walked down the stairs into the kitchen, in desperate search of a coffee to wake myself up. Training would be a killer this morning with Uncle Gabe running the show... he may not be of higher rank in the pack, but that guy was one hell of a skilled fighter. He had earned his role of senior warrior, much like Uncle Manny. Both capable of giving my Dad a run for his money when it came to training. So, I knew today's training would be far from easy, so coffee would be a necessity if I was to survive...Only as I stepped into the hallway could I hear muted voices in the lounge, making me frown. It sounded like my parents. I was surprised they were up at this time of day when my Dad was not in charge of training…I still lived at home despite being well into my twenties. I could easily have moved into the Alpha suite by now, like Finn had moved to the Gamma suite, but I was happy here. My family were crazy, but I loved them, and actually enjoyed their company the majority of the
I was just returning to my room after my early morning run. Something I chose to do despite the fact my day was taken up by constant strict training regimes. The morning run was my time alone with my wolf. A time to let my thoughts go, and simply run. And my wolf, Dex, liked to run. We had cut it fine by returning so late today.I would just about have enough time for a shower before heading to breakfast in the dining hall to catch the last sitting before heading to the training field. Today would be even more punishing than normal with the heat of the sun already increasing. Not that the coaches seemed to care. They beasted us within an inch of our lives. Their focus was getting the strongest warriors possible out of the recruits. Not that I would ever become a warrior…I quickly stripped and stepped into the cool shower, knowing it would help cool me down, I was sweating profusely already from a combination of over-exertion and that crazy heat outside. Just as I did, I heard my phon
I walked down towards the dining room, many familiar faces smiling at me as I made my way through the corridors of the packhouse. I may not be an official member of this pack, but they knew my grandmother, and, of course, they knew my Aunt, Uncle and cousins, and had always treated me as if I was one of their own. I had always been made to feel I would always have a place within this pack, and at times I wished I could make this pack my home...“Running a little late this morning aren’t you, Lan?” my Uncle piped up, from the door of the dining hall.“Oh, please, don’t even ask.” I said to him with a wry smile. Not even wanting to begin to explain to him how my day was going, and this without the fact it hadn't even reached breakfast time!“Oh, I had no intention of asking.” He grinned. “I could tell from that scowl upon that ever-so handsome face of yours that I was better not to.” He winked. "But, you want to be as handsome as me son, you got to stop frowning so much."I smiled in re
I had woken a little later than usual, but in my usual sleepy daze, showered and got dressed. Wandering downstairs to grab myself a mug of tea, I was surprised to see both my Mum and my Dad still at home despite the time. They would both normally be at work, or out doing things within pack by now. The atmosphere within the house was uncomfortable, to say the least, which made me feel uneasy. This was not how things were between my Mum and Dad.‘Finn?’ I mindlinked as I grabbed my purse, rushing from the house, thinking perhaps they needed some time alone. Something did not feel right in the house, and I felt like I shouldn’t be there. Me coming downstairs when I had may have disturbed whatever was going on between them.‘What is up, beautiful?’ he almost instantly responded. And I felt my mood lighten at the sound of his voice. He always seemed to have that ability.I knew he wouldn’t be training with the others today, like he usually would, because he had mentioned a business meetin
I had paperwork I was meant to be dealing with ready for the meeting I had agreed to attend on behalf of the family business. But the moment Cleo mindlinked to see if I was free, it became inconsequential. It sounded like she needed me, and that was more important to me than any piece of paperwork could ever be. Ok, my Dad and my uncles may think otherwise, but that was how tings were…Yes, I knew, as had been frequently pointed out to me, that Cleo was not my fated mate, but I wasn’t exactly a traditionalist. I wasn’t too fussed by all of that. She was an important part of my life, and I liked the way she made me feel. Right now, that was what mattered. Fated mate or not, she was what I wanted right now, whether she knew it or not...I have heard the tales of the shit a fated matebond can cause. Yes, they are made out to be wonderful things when we learn of them. Of course, they are. They are chosen my our moon goddess. But they can be wrong too... they can cause pain and suffering t