The Wannabe Warrior
Chapter 145

Zane POV

Since dad had told us about the latest journal he had discovered, it was hard to listen to any more of the meetings. My mind kept drifting to Madison and without my wolf, I could not have my wolf communicate with her wolf and replace out what was going on.

The best news ever, was when dad said he was linking us together to get an update on what was happening in the Dark River pack area.

Then her sweet voice entered my mind and I was so relieved to hear her voice that I nearly squealed like a girl, with joy.

The news was good. Zakary was there too and would assist in protecting the group and with what was left of the clean-up. Even better was dad giving permission to kill Emery and not just knock him out and bring him back here for questioning. The less they have contact with him the better, even bound and gagged in wolfbane, I still would not trust him and risk everyone transporting him just to bring him back here.

Once she left the link, I felt depressed at the loss of her voice. This whole situation was one big mess. It should be me out there fighting and protecting our people, not my mate. I feel like I am the weaker one of the two. She is the warrior and I am the stay-at-home mum looking after the pups. Could we reverse the role? She would give me the pups to care for and she went out and did the fighting. Now wouldn’t that put the whole werewolf community on their arses? I chuckled at the thought.

Then the idea of our own pups, running around with me chasing them, them giggling and playing around, and I warmed up inside and hoped one day soon we would have pups. I was ready to be a dad and have little ones around. I was so over all this fighting, that seemed to be none stop for so many years.

Poor dad, he must have really been a mess. If I am this way, he is still young enough. I wonder if he can have more pups with his new mate, something he had always wanted, but for some reason mum never had anymore, or did she take something to prevent it? My mother was a b***h, totally selfish and I was blind to it for so many years and so was my dad. She was good at deception and deflection. I just wish we had a chance to kill her instead of the way she died, but then dad would have suffered during her death, if they had not ended her suffering quickly. So many conflicting wants and needs, and then I feel guilty for wanting better for myself. When dad is suffering just like me, I need to work on getting closer to dad, if he allows it, I feel we have a common goal now, and not fight each other over silly stuff.

‘Dad, should we send more men to help Madison?’ I asked hopefully.

‘No, Zakary has offered his men, they have more than enough.’

‘Are you sure dad?’ I wanted to join a group and go up there. Again, I am being selfish, and I don’t feel guilty about it this time, I wanted to be with my mate, so desperately.

‘Yes, son, you forget he has plenty of men and they can hide their scent, a natural ability for those from the underground, one I wish we had, but then we would have all sorts of other issues with enemies if they could hide their scent naturally.’ Dad looked thoughtful for a moment as we ponder how lucky we are that rogues and such like cannot hide that stench, that defines them as rogues.

‘Have you finished with the journals?’ Jonathon pondered, allowed, his hand on his chin as he looked at the table as if seeing something no one else could see.

‘All that I have found so far. Why?’

‘Still feel something is missing, but just can’t place what it is. Can I look at the journals?’

‘Sure, they are all in the private library. Help yourself, maybe you will see something I read but did not see as important, other than the ramblings of a demented mind.’

Jonathon excused himself from the room and I presumed he was headed to the library. Ryan left too, something about hunting down some warriors and getting some training done. Now he is doing Mitch’s job while he is away.

‘Dad, when this is done and Madison is back, do you think we could do something as a family? I don’t think I can remember the last time we did anything as a family, and I would really like to get to know your mate and new mum, and possibly we could work on both of us having more pups? You are still young enough to have more, you have a lot of years ahead of you, with our werewolf life?’ I asked like a child asking your dad for permission to go out on a date or something. It felt wrong and right at the same time, just another conflicting feeling that seemed to be my life at the moment.

‘Son, that is the nicest thing you have ever asked for, and I would be honoured to have more family time with you, and Lucy would be honoured to hear you call her mum. What about Jonathon and Ceclia? They should be included. They are family and Graham and Addison?’

‘Wow, our family has grown, and I did not even think about them. You are right.’

‘We have yet to decide what to do with the Dark River pack lands. Have you thought of anything? Graham was going to be beta, now he is back to being a warrior with no place to call home.’ Dad looked a little worried about all the changes being forced to be made.

‘Dad, we are going to need new b***d with the Elders. How about we have Alpha Daniel and Jonathon become an Elder. They would be great at the job and we know we can trust them.’ I suggested enthusiasm bursting from me.

‘We can make that offer to them,. As see how they feel about it, it is time to relook at the Elders and what powers they have, they are supposed to be advisors and help out Alpha’s when they have issues that need outside help and to maintain the laws, placed down on the werewolf community as a whole, they are not there to dictate what a pack can or can’t do, they should be the ones to judge the penalty, when serious laws are broken, I think the Elders have lost their direction with those three traitorous ones causing conflict within the group. After we have had Emery dealt with and we are sure all traitors have been caught, we can look at reform and restructure and clearly defined lines of the Elders’ powers where it starts and finishes.’ Dad said with gusto, as if at long last he has a goal and purpose again, and the defeat his morale by traitors, by soon be a thing of the past.

It was good to see dad had direction again, and not just looking to retirement and defeat.