Chapter 235 Not Giving A Damn
Jaylen
When it was my turn to go over my assignments from the past week Midnight was one furious Lycan, neither one of us understood why King Damon decided to take her along instead of us. The moment 1 walked in I knew I wouldn’t like his answer, but I was unsure if there was an answer that could satisfy me.
“Sit down, Jaylen.” King Damon ordered and I quietly obeyed, I couldn’t go against our King. “Morgan has shown me she has a brain and knows how to
use it. If it wasn’t for Blue River Pack I might have chosen you, but I need her to figure out what is going in within that Pack and I doubt you would be able to come up with the questions she does ask.”
I know he didn’t mean to sound insulting, but it did. Instead I asked him what was bothering him about that Pack. “Over two years ago I received a request to send witnesses to a ceremony that would be held almost a year later, they didn’t tell me why and I asked Elder Larson if he could think of a reason for their
request.
He thought it might have something to do with their Alpha’s bloodline, but when we looked at his Pups we found out that they have seven male Pups. Only a female born into that bloodline would have called for their request. King Damon had said and both Casimir and I had just stared at him.
He explained to us what was so rare about that bloodline and the more he told us the more I was convinced that Elder Larson was correct. With Elders there to witness the event it would be impossible for her Mate to abuse her or to take advantage of her gift and Casimir had asked what kind of gift they are known for.
“The gift can be any gift from the Goddess, their Pack’s Archive holds records of seven females being born into the bloodline. Our Archives go back a lot further and we have found records of eleven females, but all of them committed suicide because of their Mates.” King Damon had answered and we both told him that we believed it would have been a possibility.
My mind is still on that conversation from hours ago and I even talked to my own team about it, I need some insight before it makes me go insane. The rest of the week our assignments keep me busy and I don’t even have the Sunday of to visit my Pups, but the calls in the evenings make up for a lot.
Monday morning comes to fast and I growl when my alarm clock wakes me. I hope we get enough assignments to keep us busy and to keep my mind of the fact that I won’t be accompanying King Damon on this trip. In the little spare time I had I looked into the bloodline of Alpha Tate and what I found was rather unsettling.
I am rather surprised to see Morgan in the meeting room, after all she has the week off and that is when I see the files in front of her. There are a lot more than what she walked out with a week ago and I wonder which Commander asked for her help.
Midnight has pushed forward again to look at Morgan and I wonder what the fuck his obsession is with her, he just growls at my thoughts. She is talking to Casmir about their upcoming trip and both barely greet me as I walk past them. I greet King Damon before I sit down next to Morgan, but she still ignores
Jile.
Casimir makes room for Amir the moment he shows up and I see Morgan giving me a strange look, but I doubt Midnight growled out loud as no one else is looking at me. Ever since Morgan joined as Commander there are no assignments left unresolved and our Monday morning meetings have become
rather short.
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King Damon takes Morgan with him when he heads for his office and the rest of us patiently wait until they are done, the moment the door of his office opens Midnight pushes forward again. If I didn’t know any better I would almost say that she is our Mate and that he will do everything to keep an eye on her.
The only reason I know that she isn’t our Mate is that he didn’t push forward on any Full Moon to claim her and he keeps away from her other than looking at her during our meetings. She would have claimed us if we were Mares, but she hasn’t given me any indication that we are Mates and I doubt she could hide it this well.
Morgan
When I walked out of King Damon‘ office after our last meeting Jaylen was so deep in thought that he didn’t hear the King call his name and after calling his name a second time the King called another Commander to his office. I can see his Lycan near the surface and I feel that he is watching me, just like he does during every meeting.
I know they have been in my room quite a few times over the past few months, but I haven’t relived a memory again. I know they have been in there because Amra was able to smell his scent and it happens every time we are at training after his unit has returned early in the morning from an assignment, no matter how I turn it I still don’t understand it.
Our week off was nice as we spend it playing games and sharing stories about growing up. It didn’t surprise anyone that I always followed my Father or one of my Brothers around, but I made a few jaws drop when I told them I had to work for anything Dad didn’t consider essential and Chaya said it finally made sense I didn’t wear anything expensive.
I heard some stories about the Alpha’s Daughters in their Packs and I know they are the types of females Ashton always ran from, my other Brothers always made fun of it until they turned eighteen. I told them about Landon and his encounter with a female like that.
Landon had just turned eighteen and it was his first trip with Dad to another Pack. Every one of my Brothers had warned him about the Alpha’s Daughter, but Landon had been cocky and told them that it wouldn’t happen to him. After Landon’s visit to that Pack I learned a little more about this Alpha’s Daughter and why she tried so damn hard to trick males.
I didn’t remember her name, but my unit decided that should call her Pamela and that is what I did. Pamela was a beautiful female and growing up with everyone within the Pack telling her that, making her believe she was better than everyone else. At the age of sixteen she had set her eyes on their Beta’s Son and she got him eventually, but a month later he had found his fated Mate.
She set her mind on another male and history repeated itself, over and over again. By the time she was nineteen she had slept with a lot of Pack–members, but none of them stayed with her long and every time she had to watch them find their fated mate.
Pamela had worked her way through every High–ranking member in her Pack and had started going after High–ranking visitors, but after she turned twenty one it had bit her in the ass. An Alpha was visiting with his second Son while his first born would arrive a little later due to a Rogue problem, she had taken an interest in the Alpha’s Son and had made it pretty clear to everyone.
When the Alpha’s first born Son had arrived she had given him a disgusted look, she assumed he was just a Warrior. That night was a Full Moon and at midnight she had been in bed with the Alpha’s second Son. When her Mate found her she was in bed with his younger Brother and she told him she would never accept a Warrior as her Mate.
She asked for his name and had rejected him without thinking twice, the younger Brother had gotten out
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of the bed in the meantinie. Her Mate had accepted her rejection and used his full name and title to accept it, making her realize what she threw away. Ever since that day she tried to get an Alpha’s Son as her chosen Mate, but no one ever took the bait.
Flora had been shocked to hear the story and asked why it was so damn hard for some to wait for their fated Mate, which resulted in a full blown discussion on when you are in your right to reject your
fated Mate. Moura and Beck just sat there, listening to the rest of us and laughing their asses off.
In the end we all agreed that a Mate that sleeps around should get rejected, but none of us would reject our Mate for not being a virgin and we also agreed that an abusive Mate should be rejected. Everyone promised the others that they would always tell them if their Mate fell into one of those categories, just to make sure none of us would end up with a “bad” Mate.
As far as I know every male and female in our Pack is waiting for their Mate, but I also know that not all of them are still virgins. My parents have always made it clear that they wouldn’t accept Pack–members that slept around and I have heard the speech someone gets when they are about to cross that line in my parents‘ eyes.
My entire unit had looked at me in horror when I had repeated the speech I have heard my Mom or Dad give, each of them was glad they didn’t grow up in my Pack or that they ever took it that far. If I understood everyone’s stories correctly I am the only virgin in my unit, not that I give a damn about it.
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