Chapter 8 Possessive Side #7
“I knew you talked to your Uncle Bjourn, among others. I knew it was bothering your siblings. I should’ve come to you and asked my damn self what the hell was wrong. There is apparently a line between having a no push policy and getting in your face.”
“I am sorry, Alexander. I should have involved myself. Because this would not have happened had I done so. I will always move the goddamn fucking mountains, and I mean that literally, to make sure you guys are happy.”
I shook my head, “This wasn’t your fault, and you didn’t fail me. There was just so much weird shit surrounding Melanie that I….” Mom reached up and touched my face interrupting, “But you were fourteen years old. A man in the Hackura realm, but we don’t live there.” I knew that.
Mom added, “Even if we did, you were a teenager. I was the fucking adult in the situation who should’ve stepped up for you. I was dealing with anxiety about your siblings, and I let some things get by me. I am so sorry for that.”
“I love you, Alexander, and you mean the world to me. All of your siblings do to both your dad and I. Know that when I say I mean it with all of me. I swear by all that is good and holy in all the realms if you kids keep something like this from me again, I will go SO Fairy hijinks on ALL your asses you will not know which way is up. Do you understand me?”
My lips twitched when I answered, “I understand you, mom.” Mom grinned but it didn’t reach her eyes, “Good. Now, I have to go have a chat with other siblings about keeping shit from me.” I defended my siblings, “It wasn’t their fault.”
Mom snorted, “Choices are made by individuals. I own my shit, and now they get to answer for theirs. It’s a thing we all do. We all have choices placed in front of us. They were children as well, but they had plenty of time to come to me.” She popped out.
I linked EJ, “Heads up, mom’s incoming and she’s pissed.
” EJ sighed, “Yup. I’m on that.” I admitted, “I told her the Melanie situation was my fault, but mom believes it was hers.” EJ questioned, “How the fuck could it be hers? You know what? Don’t answer.
Mom will tell me, and I’ll warn our siblings. ”
I looked at dad saying, “I didn’t ever want mom to think this was her fault. It’s not in any way, shape or form.” Dad ordered, “Snap us some whiskey, son.” I did as he asked and watched him swirl his glass around.
Dad told me, “Your mother will always take on the weight of the world. Particularly when it comes to you pups. This situation was not her fault, and we all know she’s an amazing mom. I know your reasons for keeping things to yourself.”
“I had no idea your mom even asked about Melanie’s scent and the reactions to it. Haley has always had a different way of looking at things. You were not the only one who got a talking to. Your Uncle and I did as well.”
I frowned saying, “Uncle Bjourn kept my confidence; just as mom would keep any of my cousins.” Dad acknowledged, “He did. Your mom made some counter points that were ways to let her know something was up without breaking that confidence. Your Uncle was not in trouble with her.”
“Ultimately, we are the parents here. One day, you’ll understand that sentiment. You’ll always be our little boy. Even though you are a grown man who makes his own choices. Sometimes, I look at you and I see the mischievous little toddler who was always plotting with his brother and sister.”
“Or the little boy who would heal any cut or skinned knee his classmates got because you couldn’t stand to see them in pain. You have a kind and caring heart. Anyone who knows you knows that. You are fierce, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t caring.”
I told him, “I know that.” Dad smiled, “The world likes to put people in boxes, but your mom likes to shatter, or blow up, the boxes. You don’t fit into some category the world understands. You are a strong man, but an emotional one.”
“You act with your heart first a lot of the time. Most people would assume you were some big macho tough guys that nothing gets through the armor you wear. Which you can be you just have other facets to you. Your mom and I both know this situation hurt you.”
“Thinking people thought that badly of you hurt that sensitive side of you. That’s what upsets your mother at the core of her. It pisses her off that this situation hurt you and you suffered all these years when she didn’t want that for you.”
“Nor did she want for you to be upset with the McAlister’s thinking they thought you were a bad person. You still managed to be friends with someone you thought was harboring a serious dislike for you.”
I shrugged, “I just thought Jase and T didn’t want me for their sister. Not that they didn’t like me. On one hand, I understood that. I have plenty of friends, but none I would’ve wanted with Cassie.” Dad smiled, “Ah, but you are a fair man and Jason dated your sister.”
I snorted, “Cassie has a different definition.” Dad rolled his eyes, “Young people and their definitions. Call a spade a spade. They may not have been boyfriend and girlfriend, but they certainly dated.” I felt extreme annoyance from Melanie, but I had no idea what that was about.
Dad continued, “In your mind, you gave Jason the all clear with Cassie, but he didn’t feel the same in return about you and Melanie.” I argued, “We have a larger age gap than Jase and Cass.” Dad snorted, “The age gap is nothing compared to your mom and me.”
Dad took a sip of his whiskey adding, “That’s also evasive because we are Supernatural’s, son. An age gap of five years is small to even humans. It’s practically nothing to Supernatural’s. I don’t think your mom’s wrong here though about her ultimate point.”
“There is a line between letting your pups have space. Just as there is nothing wrong with stepping in when it gets to a certain point. We will always be your parents no matter your age. I might let you go towards the cliff and even wander off.”
“Just know that there will be a giant inflatable crash pad mat to catch you at the bottom. I might let you all make your own decisions, but I will always be there for you. In any fallout that is behind that course of action.”
I said, “I know.” Dad smiled at me, “Good. Because I love you, son. As long as the day is long and there is breath in my lungs, I will have your six. Now in a word of warning, Ray is out with the girls. He’s deeply amused by how annoyed your mate is.
He said Melanie’s exactly like she was as a pup. ”
I snorted, “I should probably go see what that’s about.
” Dad laughed, “I don’t know if you want to do that, son.
” I frowned, “Why not?” Dad explained, “Your mate is a bit like your mother in ways and Melanie does NOT understand your issue with Charles. The girls are explaining it, and she disagrees.”
I sighed, “I told my Beta and Gamma to have T and Drake talk to her.” Dad hummed, “Yes, I would’ve added Esther to that group. I can’t believe she wasn’t here. Though if I know her, she’ll come later in her own time to talk to Melanie about it.”
I reasoned, “Yes, well my wife and I should probably talk about it together.” Dad smirked, “You could wait until after Christmas. Your mate would probably be less upset about it than she is right now.” I shrugged, “I might as well get it over with and out there.” Dad drank the rest of his whiskey.
Then told me, “Let me know if you come up with an argument she understands. I might have to use it on your mom. She’ll be on Melanie’s side in this by the way.” I asked, “Whose side are you on?” Dad answered, “I’ve learned that you can agree to disagree in life, son.”
I urged, “Please expand on that.” Oden replied, “I’m talking to Thor.” Good. Dad chuckled, “Your mother doesn’t have an animalistic side, so she doesn’t understand the wolf in us. Melanie just got hers. I don’t know if that’s a factor, but to a degree your mate and mother are right.”
“How we feel is sexist, but we are Alpha’s and that’s how we are. Something your mate is definitely aware of because she reads studies. There is something to be said about experiencing something in person compared to reading about it.”
“It’s glaringly obvious that your mom handles women who want me differently than I handle men who want her. We handle things differently. That is perfectly natural as we are not the same. I’d just watch that with your mate if I was you.”
I asked, “Why?” My dad laughed, “Because from what I’ve observed, Charles was not wrong. Melanie doesn’t see much gray. She may just decide to handle a situation she sees the same as Charles the way you did. Or take it a step further from the explanation she’s getting.”
I frowned reasoning, “There’s no one for her to do that with.” Dad disagreed, “There are plenty of women and men who want you, son. I won’t be a hypocrite and say I’ve seen all the ones interested in me that others do. I haven’t. I’m just saying, watch out with your mate.” I nodded.
I was pretty sure I could get Melanie to see my side.
Dad just chuckled, “I wish you best of the luck with clear look on your face you’ll get your mate to your side.
I will again reiterate that taking a beat might be best. Since from what I’m hearing your mate’s back is against the wall. ” He walked out.
I went to find Melanie because her back shouldn’t be against the wall. It was just a discussion, and I didn’t want anyone to make her feel that way. I scented my wife outside then spotted her easily. My mate did in fact look VERY annoyed.
Chason linked me, “Word of advice, walk away man. Walk away.” I snorted, “It will be fine.” Chason said, “As a man who has been mated longer than you, it will not be fine. This is defcon three and could escalate quickly.”