Chapter 34

Tyson
Seeing father’s most trusted Beta, Zack Salm, Adam’s father…. It was a little hard to see him white as a ghost. He almost lost his son if not for Adam being stuck at work, covering as the new Gamma… His hair was a little grayer than brown right now…. Stress is about the only guaranteed thing that does age us.
Libby however, ran up and hugged both me and my mate. Zack’s daughter looked just like him… Well and her mother too, but I didn’t see Gabby, his blonde, Omega mate…
/I’m sorry you have to see that! They’re so Shameful./ She linked. I let her cry on my mate. /It isn’t fair. Alpha didn’t do anything. I’m sorry your highness./
“Forgive her Alpha, she missed you.” Said Zackery. “Your Highness, please don’t take this disrespect personally.” He bowed to us… It made me feel awful.
I didn’t particularly like being bowed to by the man who literally took us to go potty. He pups at us … He gave me bottles so my mother could have a fucking break from triplets….
I won’t lie and say those memories are crystal clear, but I did remember the relief on her tired face… I remember how integral they were in my father’s rise to power…
Samira petted her hair, and hugged her back. “It’s alright.” She said this sweetly. “I’m Samira. You must be one of my mate’s close family friends.”
She really should take the offer to voice act the reboot of her mother’s show... She definitely has the natural talent for it….
/I’m Elizibeth… Everyone calls me Libby./ She linked.
How old is Libby now? 104? 106?
We were raised in the packhouse as pups, thick as thieves. Well she was the thief, we five would run off into the sunset, cackling all the way. My treat was usually elk, while her and Adam’s were usually her mother’s baked goods.
As a small child before they joined father’s pack, she was attacked by Rogues, so she does not have the ability to speak. Her throat was slit, and the thin line even now could be seen. I petted the hair of the woman who used to play with me as a boy. She is currently no bigger than my mate, yet when I was little, she was so big.
So was her smile… I mourned those deaths with them, yet my frustration is taken as hostility.
The red dots of my pupils gave the room a red sinister tone, something I didn’t want to do, but it happened anyway.
“Alpha if her apology isn’t enough, you can punish me instead.” Said Adam, her elder brother. My Gamma thought I’d harm her, though I see Libby as a sister. I wouldn’t put hands on an Omega anyway, especially a female.
There’s a special kind of pain that comes from seeing family reject me like this… It made me pity them. They are so small.
/He isn’t like that. Stop looking at him as if he’s a *stranger* Adam./ She hissed. Samira backed me up silently. She didn’t feel it was her place to interrupt such a turbulent, emotional time. But she was a Queen… Her stoic but gentle look was something the others could get behind, but they still worried of me.
Libby has been able to link since she was a small child; that push gave her the trade off that she can link everyone as if she is speaking. Any within normal earshot can ‘hear’ her.
“Alpha, you’re not a stranger… but I’m just a normal wolf. We can’t read you.” Said Adam.
Her mate looked mortified. He saw how close she was, though like the others, he thought my black eyes were because of her, not at the situation. He ran clawed hands through blonde hair, and he looked almost as pale as Samira… and that’s saying something.
“Your highness… she’s only an Omega.” Said Warrior Timmothy Gizmo, a cousin of Warrior Makai, a she wolf who personally guards mother, and the HalfMoon section of BeastMoon… father runs an entire state. One by one he killed them for their greed, incompetence, and threat to my mother…. Now he’s here with me, apparently a threat to my own pack.
/Tyson isn’t like that./ She hugged us harder. /Kaizen was just sick! You remember me, don’t you?!/
“She means Lord Tyson sir.” He corrected, and she buried her face in Samira’s dress.
“It’s alright little sister, I never forgot. It’s why I lament so…Why my heart aches… Every person in this room has known me my entire life… It is why I hesitated to even come.” I consoled her tears with my mate…. I was so glad Samira wasn’t jealous or angered…. “Release your king. I cannot be your brother today.” I said firmly. “Adam, I would like all the victims brought here.. It isn’t much of a wake without the remaining….” I said this softly handing her to her actual brother. He looked like he hated me…
“Of course sir.” Adam bowed. Maybe he was worried… I could not read his pained confliction.
One by one many came… Some were still afraid, while most were spiteful.
I didn’t know what to say, but Samira squeezed my hand.
“I hate that I am not here for a happy gathering… That you all see my face and see your killer…That you hear his voice… that you still feel cheated… That your loved ones are missing today because of our former Beta…. As your former Alpha, I can only apologize without him in my claws… I know that’s also unsatisfactory…. But I really am doing all I can…..”
“Then I raise my beer to you too your majesty….” Said Ludvick, the Warrior whose mate is ready to die, but he can’t let go just yet… “I mourn we lost a good Alpha AND Beta…”
“I second that.” Said Adam. “Sorry I freaked out, but to be honest, of the three of you, you’re the one everyone actually fears.”
There was a general consensus to that…
“Xaxas!” Chastised my mom. “You’re supposed to Wait!”
“What? I honored the dead enough; I came to *eat*.” He complained with his mouth full. He held the tray of barbequed ham, and ate each country slice on his own.
/Enjoy yourself master./ Beamed Libby. /I organized this with Luna. There’s no way I’ll be able to take all these leftovers home./