Charlie and Ella
Jonathan POV:
I saw them walking up hand in hand if I hadn’t smelled the blood it only took a second to see the bite marks on their skin. I sighed and set my coffee down. The only one I had to blame was myself. I thought my wife would let go of this trauma she’d endured when our daughter was kidnapped. It had made her infantile, and in my love, I had let her run rampant.
Now our son had forced her hand. I didn’t blame him at all the girl he had chosen to marry was a skilled healer, an impressive warrior, and she was as beautiful outside as she was within. She loved him, those two had such infatuation the kind that lasts a lifetime if you nurture it.
I walked down the stairs but sadly my wife beat me there she swung open the door and started screaming at them. I saw her take two large steps towards the little girl who started hiding behind her new husband. My son's wolf roared to the surface, his mate was in trouble. She should have known better than to do something that foolish.
I walked over and grabbed my wife by the arm dragging her away from the she hurled insults at the young couple as I walked her back inside the house and shoved her into my office.
I wouldn’t have this discussion in our bedroom, the bedroom was where couples fight and make up. This had gone beyond that her antics had disgraced our pack and I was going to handle her as her alpha whether she liked it or not.
“Jonathan what has he done I cannot believe our son would be so stupid he has thrown his life away over some pretty little-“
“Silence,” I demanded and her will was gone. Most alphas didn’t use the practice anymore but yes I forced her through the pack bond to listen to me.
She lost her voice and lunged at me so I grabbed my wife by the hands and pinned her against the wall. She wasn’t the only pure alpha here.
“He’s married. It’s done with,” I told her. I kept my anger controlled but I saw the venom in her eyes. I let go of her wrists before my fury took things further, putting distance between us.
She wanted to argue and throw a tantrum but I still had her voice.
“You have distanced us from our only daughter after just getting her back by belittling her husband, not to mention the alpha of the now largest pack in Canada,” I growled still trying not to lose control of my temper. “You have harassed our eldest son for falling in love because it’s not what you want. You have become blinded by your fear of losing our children that you are grasping them so tight they slip through your hands well it's enough!” My voice grew to a shout as I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
She didn’t want to listen so she would be told.
“I’ve given James permission to stay with his sister,” I explained and again my wife stomped her foot and wrung her hands like a child.
“HE IS FLOURISHING!” I screamed so done with how she couldn’t see it. “Our most troubled son has purpose and duty there. He is making a place for himself a life for himself he is happy, he was bored here and his boredom led to madness within but there he is thriving. I won’t let you hold him back because you’re going to see less of him,”
“You have done so much damage to them. We won’t ever see our son. My son! Get married now do you realize that?” I looked at her and for a moment she was not my wife, but a stranger who had taken everything from me.
Finally, she broke down, defeated I heard the switch in her mind and I gave her her voice back. She sobbed furious with me, furious there wasn’t anything she could do, and sad that her time as mother had come to an end in such a fashion.
“He chose her,” she cried and though a part of me wanted to comfort her I didn’t.
“That’s the choice you forced on him. He would have had a wedding here with his family, with us. He would have danced with and given you a kiss on the cheek before he took his bride but you forced his hand,” I didn’t sugar coat how could I, this was the result of me not being honest with my wife about the consequences of her actions.
“Annette is a mother, James is gone Theo is-“
“Awake,” I had gotten the call, that was why I was up so early. He was awake, fully functional, and happy. He and Cea would be home soon.
“He’s awake,” she smiled covering her mouth with her hands so overjoyed.
“Yes. I’m going to go and tell the newlyweds and you will come downstairs and be happy for them or so help me Eva they won’t be the ones discussing divorce,”
I left my wife to stew in the threat. I don’t know how we had gotten to this point and stepped into another room before I saw my son. I was embarrassed that it had taken this long for me to say something and embarrassed that I had chosen a wife who would treat our kids this way. I know she loved them, but it was to a fault. I should have stepped in long ago. There would never be an apology big enough to explain how horrible I felt.
I didn’t let the tears prickling my eyes go before I left and went downstairs. The two were still on the porch, I went out and he looked at me with such apprehension that all I could do was wrap him in a tight hug.
“You did the right thing,” I told him.
He made his stand, he didn’t back down. What more could I ask for my successor. He relaxed and hugged me back with a ferocity that melted my heart. If there was nothing in this life I would be proud of it was my children.
I eventually let my son go and motioned over to his bride. “You look beautiful, I’m beyond thankful my wife didn’t scare you off,” I hugged her softly and she gave me a bright and large smile.
“I’ve told your mother the facts, there is no changing this and she only has herself to blame. She won’t be happy but she’s going to behave. If she doesn’t there will be consequences,” I told my son and he gave me a nod.
I clapped my hands together before breaking out into a grin. “In other good news, guess who’s awake?”
Charlie looked stunned before covering his eyes as relief washed over him, his wife hugged him. This is what we needed, more happiness less bickering. If she couldn’t see that, that would be on her.
She avoided us for the rest of the day leaving the house at some point to go for a walk. She was gone until sundown and I wanted to worry but at the same time, I felt the space she craved. I prayed to the goddess she came back to the house ready to make peace.
We were sitting around the kitchen eating pizza when she stumbled in her face tear-soaked and her shirt wet with the droplets.
“I want to apologize,” she mumbled, shuffling on her feet.
“Alright,” Charlie stood up and crossed his arms moving slightly in front of his wife.
“I let my fear of losing my children cloud my judgment. I’ve behaved terribly. I know I have broken your trust but I will do what I can to earn it back,”
I was impressed with her humility, but I was still unsure if it was true. I chose to believe it was, but the first sign it wasn’t I would send her to her old pack where her brother reigned. So she could reflect.
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