Brawls and Banquets
Brawling Banquets.
We all gathered together for lunch. We walked into the banquet hall size dining room. I loved all of the attention that Damien was showing me. He seated me at the table, requested that I stay seated and socialize with my sister while he walks to the buffet table and arranged plates for all of us. Verona and I just kind of politely stared at each other awkwardly for a little while as we tried our best to come up with any type of conversation.
“So, you were raised here in this pack?” Verona asked me.
I smiled at her “Yup, after my miraculous escape, Joseph with his omega mate and his son raised me here”
“Yup, she sure was, she’s our little sunshine girl” Tyson’s friend Malcolm came up to sit next to me, putting his arm around me. I removed his arm and elbowed him in the ribs. He groans and falls to the floor. “Awe come on Kay, don’t be like that, we all know you in this pack, some of us like Tyson know you better than others, now you’re what bedding Damien, talk about a step up” he says as he starts to caress my back. I snarl at him; I pick him up and throw him threw the window. First, he screams in surprise then, as he flies through the air and out of the window. Verona is looking like she is clueless, and I am laughing my ass off at him. He landed on his feet in the manicured back lawn. He comes back into the house snarling. Damien had just return to our table with our food he started to walk away toward the beverage counter. When he heard the commotion he turned around, Malcolm being the moron that he is lunged at me, pinning me to the wall without noticing Damien.
“You know who you are, you love to bounce on every male here, yet you ignore me, I want me turn” he said in fury, I punched him hard in the face. He smirked, snarled and backhanded me to the ground. He picked me up by my throat.
“Stop acting so saint like, now, be a good bitch and get your ass in my room!” he said in harsh tone. I noticed Damien with a look of death on his face. He roared in fury. He moved faster than I ever saw before. He grabbed Malcolm and pinned him against the wall in a death grip.
“You Dare touch MY MATE! You dare touch what is MINE!” Damien roared in cold fury in Malcolms face. Malcolm turned pale white like a ghost, we could smell the gross scent of piss and shit.
“y..y..you’re. you’re Mate!” Malcolm stuttered out the words.
He continued to wreak of fear. Damiens eyes turned black, fur started to sprout on his skin, his teeth elongated. Oh snap! His wolf is present and wants blood. I need to stop this! I picked myself up off of the floor and ran towards him. I laid my hands on Damiens arm, hoping to sooth him. To my shock, my mate shrugged my hand away from his arm.
Damien threw him down and started to beat the shit out of him. I heard Malcolm cry out in pain. I tried again and Damien snarled in warning. I backed away, not wanting to cross his wolf. Damien started to kick him while swearing profusely at him. Alistair was shouting at Damien and trying to give him a Alpha command. Damien was fighting the command. He roared and glared at his father. I had never seen anything like it.. Everyone was crowded around. Damiens brother and some of their friends were chanting “Fight. Fight. Fight” or “Go Alpha, Go Alpha” Alpha Alistair was trying to get through the crowd to stop Damien from doing anything rash. He glared at the cheering crowd. My sister was standing back speechless. She was incredulous. I could read her mind, she has never seen Lucius ever defend her like this. She is crying inside, wishing she had this much devotion in her life. I looked over at Beta Devin silently watching with anguish on her face, and the longing in her eyes.
After beating Malcolm up, dragged Malcolm by the back of his shirt across the floor over the broken window, and with all his might he launched him through the window. We watched him sail farther into the backyard than I threw him. As he flew, we heard “Somebody Save Meeee! Come on! I’m waiting for you!” We all started to laugh as found the strength to sing the theme song to Smallville.
I watched Damien for a moment, as he continued to shake in rage. I attempted again to calm him down. I put my hand on his shoulder. He felt the connection, he reached for me, grabbing me and pinning me to the wall smashed his lips to mine. I opened my mouth to welcome him. He kissed me fiercely, feeling the need to stake his claim on me. He should have had to. I bear his mark, Malcolm should have noticed it, noticed our infused aura and backed off however live Tyson, Malcolm can be a moron. He began kissing down my neck and sucking on my mark. I shivered and fought back a moan. When he was finished we stared into each other’s eyes. Our wolves and souls connecting, reassuring each other that we were alright. When his eyes zeroed in on the cut that was visible on my cheek and the blood leaking down which I had tried to wipe away, his eyes turned murderous again. Damien turned towards his father.
“I apologize dad, I want him either arrested or banished!” he growled
“Son, you have not even explained what in gods name that was! Why did you attack your future enforcer?” Alpha growled.
“I have not chosen him as my enforcer, and he attacked my mate! He threw himself and Kayla, he insulted her, when she defended herself, he struck her right in front of me! How else did you expect me to take him hurting My mate!”
“Very well. In that regard, you are correct. He attacked his future Luna and will be dealt with.” Alpha said
“Guards, go out, find Malcolm and throw him in the dungeon until we can pass judgement!” Damien growled. They bowed and left the house to go find him.