Life and Love Lessons
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Chapter 8 Part 2
Once seated in front of
the desk, Mr. Chamberland frowned and grunted. “My sister has once again put
her responsibility onto me. I received a call from a Captain Alvin Thurmond.”
“What did my Uncle want?”
He would not have called unless . . . “Are my parents all right?”
“Hush.” Mr. Chamberland slammed
his hand onto the desk. “It is time you learned to respect those in power.”
A trace of heat washed
over Rex, but it passed him by just as fast as it came about.
“He called to tell you
that a wild dog attacked and killed both your parents, but it was no wild dog. I
know this and I will not keep the truth from you.”
Wild dog? Killed? Both.
No.
“Your mother is the one
that killed your father and then herself.”
“What the . . .” Rex
shoved to his feet and reached across the desk, but Mr. Chamberland slid his
chair back.
“Sit down. Now.”
Another wave of heat
washed over Rex, but it did not take the boiling anger with it. “How dare you.
You have no right to say such.”
“I said sit down.” Mr.
Chamberland rose to his feet just as more heat rushed by me. “Now.”
Rex pushed away from the
desk and made a step to the side of it, heading right for Mr. Chamberland. He
was met by Mr. Chamberland, who threw a punch, but Rex ducked it and shoved the
man so hard he fell backwards. Rex followed him down, pinning the man to the
floor with an arm across his throat.
“My mother loved my
father. She would not harm him. You have no right to say such about her. You will
not speak of her again. Are we clear?”
Rex locked eyes with Mr. Chamberland,
but he had screwed his eyes shut and tilted his head to the side. Rex went to
press harder on the man’s throat, but noticed that there were white . . . Fur? Why
was fur covering his arms? He leapt back and held his arms up in front of him. He
caught sight of himself in the mirror hung beside Mr. Chamberland’s desk, gasping.
His eyes were . . . no longer human shaped. They help an . . . animal aspect to
them.
“What is happening to me?”
His words sounded
muffled, but Mr. Chamberland must have known what he asked. “Your mother failed
to tell you that you are only half human. She was a full blood she-Alpha werewolf.
Such gave her a great honor of being the future honor of being the Alpha of the
Chamberland Pack once our father stepped down, but she put herself before her
pack. Before her family. Before her responsibility. Just like she did with you.
By failing to teach you from your birth that you are half werewolf and making
you live our way of life, you are being thrown into the deep end of a new way
of life. One that is different for you than any other, because of your mother’s
choices.”
Rex listened and watched
as his arms shrunk and his legs gave way. He landed on the floor, on four legs
and a torso of a wolf. He threw his head back, but before he could howl, a sharp
command was issued.
“Do not do it. You are
below me. You know it, wolf.”
Rex wasn’t sure what Mr.
Chamberland meant, but his wolf side seemed to agree, because he did not
release the howl. Rex wasn’t sure if how to get an answer as to why he was
below Mr. Chamberland when he could feel more power coursing through him than
he could smell, and power did have a smell, on Mr. Chamberland. Instead of
potent strength and an air of authority flowing from Mr. Chamberland all Rex
felt from him was weakness and meanness. He wasn’t sure how he knew what he
smelt and felt, but he did to. His wolf was giving him the answers to what he
was dechipering through scent and taste in the air, but his wolf was not enlightening
him as to why he was not allowed to show Mr. Chamberland just how much stronger
they were than him. Didn’t take long for Mr. Chamberland to give him the full
details.
“Your mother chose to bed
a human instead of the man our father chose to be her mate. She ended up
pregnant with his child and broke her promise to the man our father chose. Our father
and Pack was embarrassed. Father decided to disown her from the family and
pack, but your sister begged he keep you listed as a Unnamed Pack Member and be
allowed to return on your eighteen birthday to be taught how to control your
wolf. Father was kindhearted and agreed to it. Therefore, I had to live up to
it when she called me. Now . . . She has gone and killed your father and
herself, leaving me to finish raising you.”
Raising him? He was
eighteen. Legal adult. Graduated high school. Mom and dad had insurance and
from what Mr. Chamberland had said, the law believed a dog attacked and killed
them, so the insurance will pay out. He would have money to take care of
himself while he attended college. All he had to do was get back to his human
form and schedule a flight home. Get back to his dad’s family and never return
to this crazy place again. No matter what kind of freak . . . no, he wasn’t a
freak. He was different. If he was a werewolf and his mom was, and the people
in Chamberland was, then there had to be others. That meant he could find
someone else to teach him about his werewolf side. Someone who his wolf trusted
and did not want to rip in half, even though he could not do so.
We can not do that,
human side.
Rex cringed inside his wolf
body. He had not expected to hear his wolf speak to him. But he never thought a
person could have a wolf inside either, so why would the two parts of himself
not be able to communicate.
We are bound to this
pack. It is our blood pack. It is in our blood to lead this pack. Our mother
should have been the Alpha, not this weak ass werewolf. He is an imposter and
uses guns. Werewolves do not need guns. I can feel the pain and fear seeping through
our pack bond. These people need our help. They need an Alpha that will lead
them. Geiud them. Honor them. Give them the support they need.
“You are one of my pack
members.” Mr. Chamberland snorted. “By the Pack Law Book, you are and will
remain the lowest ranked member of the Chamberland Pack. That means you do as
anyone, man or woman, says to do. When they say it. No back talking. Basically,
anyone says jump, you ask how high. We clear?”
Unfortuantaely I think
he might be right. The wolf snarled, but bowed his head. But that does
not mean we can not help these people. We just have to find a way to do so. It will
come to us. Until it does . . . we do our best to behave. Both of us. Can we do
that?
Rex wasn’t sure who the
wolf was asking the question to more. The human side, or himself. Rex could
feel the anger coursing through them. The urge to fire back and take down the
weaker leader. Take over what should be his, yet the wolf side knew he was not
able to do so. He wanted to abide by the law, but also aid the ones who needed
it. It would not be easy on either one of them to control their dominate ways,
but together they’d do their best.
“Shift back. Larry will
take you to your room. He will tell you how things work here and you will
follow the rules laid out for you. Books will be brought to you. You will read
them. Learn them. And do as told. Make no waves. We clear?”
Once again my wolf bowed
his head.
“Then shift.”
