18- Eighteen - Felix's Point Of View.
( Wolf den, Far Far In the Arctic.)
My father, Dakota, His Beta and I sat around a table in the "meeting
room". We were discussing our mating and we couldn't come to terms
on how we were going to run his lack and my kingdom individually and
an idea stuck off like lighting in my head.
* Let's combine the groups and bring them together, it will ensure
safety. Safety in numbers they say. We build a brand new complex and
give the opportunity for those who wish to move forward to do so."
Everyone sat back and seemed to weigh out the pros and cons.
"I vote for that." My father said impressed.
"I do as well." The beta said.
All that was left now was Dakota to agree and we could start the
planning of this new compound and Kingdom.
"I will have to think this over and I'll get back to you on this, I can just
jump and agree with this. I need to definitely think the pros and cons
out."
I looked at Dakota and I could see he wasn't going to give each an
answer right now. That annoyed me. How were we supposed to be
equals when he wasn't honestly treating me like an equal partner. I
slammed my hand on the desk and spoke.
"You have a week Alpha Dakota, please get back to me with your
answer as soon as possible for you.â
With that, I stood up and walked out of the meeting room and went to
find my little one. I knew where Wyatt was, He would be with Pepper
who was watching his boxed seasons of all his soap operas. I entered
the den and Wyatt spotted me before Pepper did. Wyatt touched the
crown on my head when I picked him up. He seemed to be confused by
the object resting on top of my head. He touched it and even
attempted to chew on it before I took it away so he wouldn't break his
little teeth. He really didn't like the fact I took it from him. He growled
at me and bit the fur cape that rested on my shoulders. He pulled back
and spit out a fluff of hair from the cape.
I heard someone clear their throat and I turned seeing Dakota and my
father standing there. Pepper saw them too. Pepper stood up and
grabbed his child before out of the playpen in the room before saying
bye and leaving the room. Wyatt was curious about my father and he
got close. He growled when my father bent down and fluffed his hair.
"Aren't you just the cutest little pup I've ever seen.â My father said
smiling.
Wyatt walked back to me and hugged my legs making babbling noises
and occasionally an actual word. He pointed at Dakota before he spoke.
"Shit."
My face turned into a smile and I couldn't contain the laughs that were
falling from my hand muffled mouth. This in turn made Wyatt start to
giggle and repeat the word over and over again. Dakota didn't find the
humour in it because he growled at Wyatt and called him a bad pup.
Wyatt crawled into my lap and yelled no at Dakota. Wyatt soon had
enough of Dakota's shit and stood up walking over and slapped his leg
before calling him a bad pup.
I began to laugh so hard I was having trouble breathing. I heard the
crack and the cry before my brain put the two together, Dakota had
spanked Wyatt. I felt something in me igniting and I punched Dakota
straight in the face.
"Do not, and I mean do not hit my fucking pup again.â
My father didn't even look fazed that I had claimed the pup as mine.
Dakota on the other hand was touching his busted lip, the smell of his
blood telling me I busted his lip. He walked forward and grabbed my
wrist dragging me behind him. The scent of his anger rolled off him in
waves but he didn't show it, he was oddly calm. He pulled me into his
room and shut the door behind us. He let go of my hand and walked
into his closet and grabbed something from the closest. A belt.
I glared at the belt in his hands confused as to what he wanted the belt
for.
" Let me see your hands."
I stuck my hands out and waited for him to slap me on the hands with
the belt, but when I opened my eyes he was wrapping the belt around
my wrists. Confused I looked at him and I could see the hurt in his eyes.
"You fail Felix," he whispered beside my ear confusing me even more.
Connecting the dots I realized he wanted to see if I trusted him. Even
more so when he was angry.
"l only spanked "Our" Pup because he was misbehaving and I wanted
him to understand hitting out of anger is bad, spanking your child is
never a bad thing, and I didn't do it out of anger.â
I wanted to smack my head on the wall. He was only being the Alpha
he needs to be and teach the pup to be proper and I punched him.