Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 133

Zeke

POV

I was running crazy with the constant questioning. All I needed was to see Naya. How was she feeling? I closed my eyes as another perfect answer came to mind

Beta Brooke chose to answer the question. "I understand the challenge of managing multiple children. We'll work on that."

I chuckled before adding. "Besides, we have warriors to handle that aspect, Manolo." It was surprising how well I knew their names. Well, when I was little, Father made sure I knew everyone's names. It was efficient that way. The same is true for the Alphas of other packs.

In a way, my father prepared me for today. I mean, we got to train every day, didn't we? Yet I refuse to acknowledge his efforts. My point was that he didn't do enough. He didn't take me to pack meetings. Why? For my good? I do not think so. And of all things, why didn't he tell me to brace up for the never-ending questions the people of this pack would ask whenever they were confused? Who handled their questions? I was sure it wasn't me.

"Any more questions?" I was about to wrap it up when another man raised his hands. Jeez, would this ever end?

"Alpha Zeke, what about those of us who don't have children? Are we exempt from training?"

I sighed. "No, you're not exempt. We believe everyone can contribute to our pack's safety. We'll replace suitable roles for those without children, younger family members to train, and old people."

"But what if we can't physically keep up with the training?

Some of us are older and have health issues."

I pinched the bridge of my nose. I just explained that... "See, we'll take your health and physical abilities into account.

Training doesn't mean pushing everyone to their limits.

We'll have different levels of participation, and no one will be forced beyond their capabilities. We want to ensure that everyone can play a part in our pack's defense." That was all for tonight. "Tomorrow, the rules will be passed out, among other things. If you have questions, ask Beta Brooke."

Then I slipped off. Not before I heard Beta Brooke grumble bitterly.

"But I just came back. I haven't fully recovered from my illness yet."

I scanned his body. "Yeah, you will be alright. Don't make them stay here for long. Let them go to their families.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day." I should be expecting the pressure of getting a mate soon. With a mate, troubles with women and children will be over, or at least they won't all be reported to me.

The area was littered with warriors. They would be guarding the manor tonight. Have they even gotten decent sleep?

"Leave your worries for tomorrow, Zeke. You can't handle everything tonight." Flame yawned, lying on his lazy a*s.

"I can't help but want everything to be put in order today.

Can it even be possible? I'm so damn tired already."

"We have been in office for just a month. You have killed your father's trusted driver and your spar partner..."

"Kyle will easily fill the gap for me."

"Zeke!" Flame hissed in anger.

I clamped my mouth shut. He knew I wasn't emotionally stable and might take over my body without my knowledge. Sly bastard. I placed my head on my head, feeling a rush of guilt. "I killed a member of my pack, Flame."

"You are holding up well." Flame sighed heavily. "Go and rest. I need my rest too. Kyle will take care of Naya, and Beta Brooke will handle other problems. Tomorrow will be more hectic than today."

"You are right. I better sleep."

"Hm." Flame replied, watching me wearily. He knew I wasn't okay. I couldn't even break down in front of my pack. I had to pretend that killing Reid was because of his insolence.

My bed welcomed me with open arms, but I couldn't sleep.

My eyes danced around my head as I counted the lines that separated the ceiling. I couldn't think of a single thing. I went on a rage rampage today. I have no idea how it happened or what I did during the haze. All I saw was red. I was so angry at everything. I guess my pent-up emotions got to me faster than I wanted right? The responsibility to say the right things at the right time, to do the right things, to punish people like I was the goddess... the sudden respect and pressure. I was still trying to earn them all. I was leading over a thousand wolves.

What's worse? Most of them were older than me. They expect me to know everything. The elders weren't helping matters. I stretched out to turn off the lights. It didn't make sleep come. If anything, it eluded me. In my first month, we got attacked by the rival packs,

the children were hurt, the rogues could be found, and I killed our family friend like it was nothing. I went unauthorized to a meeting I should never have gone to and put my family in danger. Especially Naya.

What if she wasn't a highly favored elder? Would she have died at the blood moon pack? Elder Freya would have choked her to death had Kyle never intervened. What am I doing? Was this what it meant to contain your emotions?

Who would train me? Marley? She was just here for the politics, and Kyle doesn't trust her one bit.

"You are disturbing my sleep, Zeke. Your thoughts are getting to me." Flame growled. He, too, was beginning to get restless. It meant he was thinking about the same thing.

"I am useless, Flame." I muttered. What I needed wasn't encouragement from my own wolf. I just needed to sleep and forget about everything. "Naya hates me. I killed Reid." Teras prickled the sides of my eyes. Thank Goddess, I was alone. "G**t, Zeke. You are crying. We messed up." Flame sighed heavily again. He was prancing around. "It's my fault.

Because of my stupid anger, you did all that. You put the pack in danger."

"I wish my mother was here," I whispered to the air.

"Mother?" Flame asked curiously. Then he smiled sadly.

"Her heat will be nice."

I had no idea what Flame was talking about. But one thing! was sure of: Her heat was needed. She wasn't here to provide that.

Naya's POV

I woke up with a start. It was a dream; thank goddess, it was just a dream. A bad, long, but happy dream. I dreamed I stood up to Elder Freya for the first time. She wasn't happy, so she sent her power after me. I was sure it was the ones that squeezed those big clouds above us. Except this time, they squeezed my neck. I could not breathe.

No one came to my aid except Kyle. Kyle spoke up for me.

Then I was thrown into another strange dream where I was crying and hurt. Dr. Ali was checking my neck for bruises.

How was he even in my dream? I wondered. The last time I saw him was at the doctor's hill, where he kneeled with so much anguish.

I felt a sudden movement in my body as I lay in bed there, watching him tend to me. I felt angry. The purple lady began to surface under my skin. Hearing Elder Freya insult Zeke downstairs made me boil. I wasn't offended; she insulted me. I mean, I saw that coming because I knew how sharp my mouth was. I just could not control them when someone took me for just an omega. I was that omega, so why did it offend me so much?

It came to my realization that it was her that was my problem. It was the fact that she refused to respect Zeke and Kyle as the Alphas of the pack.

All I remembered was coming down the stairs in anger and Dr. Ali trying to call me back. This time around, I couldn't stop my power outburst. I just prayed no one would get hurt.

Before I got down to where they were, I was in a suspended world. It was exactly like the last place where I calmed Kyle and Zeke. This time, I met another lady in person. She was glowing and very pretty. She looked like the elderly one. She asked me if she could take over my body.

"Who are you?" My legs guided me downstairs, but I wasn't looking at where I was going.

"The purple lady. Can I take over now?"

I nodded fast, wanting her to take over. I needed to teach Elder Freya a lesson. She took over, and I was kept at the back of my mind. There, I met Naya, nervously biting her nails. "Naya?"

"What? I am so proud of you." She asked, chewing her nails.

She seemed deranged.