“Son, please just humor me, what harm can it do?”
“None, I suppose, answer me a question, father. But why me and not my brothers?” he asked right back.
“Because I think you, when I talk to her, interact with her. You hate women that fall at your feet, unlike your brothers, who both like that, think it’s a quick way to get s*x. You, on the other hand, have more restraint, and, like a challenge, aren’t looking to bed everything in sight. Don’t think I don’t know all those she-wolves on your arm in Europe aren’t contracted for the night.”
He raised an eyebrow at his father now, who smiled at him. “I keep track of my eldest. I also know you’re particular in the women you do bed.”
“Am I now. What particulars do you think I have?” he asked in return.
“You want a woman that is dominant like yourself, because that presents a challenge to you, even in the bedroom that would see a battle for dominance happen.”
“Doesn’t really work like that father, unless they are alpha-blooded themselves, and can hold. their own strength wise. I also don’t generally go around bedding Alpha’s daughters either, regardless of their ascension rank. That just breeds trouble. I’m not looking for that.”
“Hmm, the only son I have that doesn’t do that,” his father nodded. “Show’s you’d make for a good leader to the pack.”
“Well currently, you’ve got Lance winning that race, and I think he’d make a good Alpha as well, was settled even before he found his Mate.”
“Does it bother you son at all that your little brother is in the lead for the seat of Alpha?” his father questioned.
“Not really, I could pip him at the post, father, six months before I turn one hundred. I’m not phased at all,” he shook his head. “I’ve still got 18 years before I’m 100, 20 before Ethan, 22 before Colby and 26 before Lance turns 100.”
“You still have to produce an heir as well don’t forget.”
“Hmm, again, even if I find my Mate at 100, I’d still have two years to get an heir,” he shrugged. “So no father, I’m not in a rush to win the seat. It will go to whoever it is meant to go to. If it’s not me, I do think Lance is actually the best option. He’s level-headed and always.
“Back to the full moon, son, we’re way off-topic.”
He knew that, had been hoping his father would leave the office, forgetting what he’d come down here to talk to him about. No such luck. “What is it you want exactly?”
“Just be within scenting range of Wynta is all. She doesn’t have to see you, and she’s not going to smell you. Can’t actually tell if one is wolfen unless they are right in front of her, got very dulled down senses from my understanding.”
“Right,” he nodded. “I, however, didn’t know she was a rogue until I was inside her apartment, so unless she’s got a window open, I won’t scent her. I have a feeling she installed proper door and window seals in her apartment.”
“Well, have something delivered, son, to the wrong address. I don’t care, just try for me. She’s unknown to you, so you never know.”
He nodded. “Alright.” He shrugged. “Don’t go getting your hopes up, she doesn’t like me much, likely to just reject me if she scents me out.”
“I don’t know about that, she’s mighty stubborn but likely still wants a Mate. Our Kind, even those without wolf, crave the other half of their soul.” “She could already have found that and been rejected by it.” Jared looked at him. “You’re aware of that right.”
He saw his father nod, “I am. That doesn’t mean she wouldn’t give you a chance, and I know you, son, you’re not about to accept or issue a rejection. Not when it will see you as the next Alpha to the pack.” his father smiled at him now.
His father also had him on that one. He would not reject his Goddess Gifted Mate regardless of who she was.
Edward
He stood looking at Carlotti in the pack cell before him and she looked like she’d been crying a lot. Her eyes were all puffy even though she had not taken a single punishment yet as to her crimes. Other than being stripped of her nice clothing and put in cell clothes, and had her jewelry and make-up removed, her phone taken away from her, nothing had happened to her.
She looked pitiful or was trying to. He had no idea which it was, likely the latter, she was still sporting that silver cuff, and he had heard her own mother had come down here and stared at her demanding to know what the hell was going on and yelled at her when she’d not spoken. Now here he was, her Alpha standing before her, staring down at her sitting there on the ground.
She didn’t even know what her punishment was yet. He’d not told her, and she was sobbing. uncontrollably before him. Telling him she was sorry, that she wouldn’t do it again. He didn’t even know what she’d truly done yet, which meant she could do it all again if he took her at her words and released her right this minute, because she’d not confessed to doing anything.
That car ride back here to the pack with Chester and Luther had seen her say nothing at all, but Chester had gotten anger from her the entire way mixed in with thoughts and feelings of it being Wynta’s fault that she was getting into trouble. So again, if he didn’t get to the bottom of it, Wynta would still be her target.
“I’ve decided on three days on the shaming post and three lashes, because you thought it was acceptable to hit Wynta three times. Blame her for the lashes you took, after the last full moon, when you know damned well what the rules were around that Luna Celebration and you were the reason Jared put Wynta out of the car so she didn’t turn up.
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