Chapter 189

Chapter 189
A/N: OMG I FORGOT THE SEXY SCENE!!! I need to see where I can fit it in, since I wrote it out, but it’s at the bottom of my files, damn! Sorry yall!!!
Oh also happy Independence Day! 
Samira
His shirt ignited, and he laughed, ripping it off with a tug.
\[Ma!\] he barked snapping at it as Tyson turned it to ashes, except a scrap for Lustros to play with. He’d only squeaked until now, and Tyson snarled a boom that any Warrior in earshot snarled with him.
\[The Prince is a Warrior!\] He shouted, and they cheered.
\[Ma!\] he barked again!
“Awe.” Said the Moon Goddess. “I want to hold him.”
“Here grandmother, ha, be careful.” Chuckled Tyson.
He wagged his tail as he was put in the Moon Goddess’s hands.
She hugged him, glowing as she did so. “You’re so sweet!” she beamed. “His innocence is absolutely adorable!”
“It helps that he still drinks milk grandmother.” Said Tyson, teleporting away, and I had an idea of what he was going to do.
\-----Kaiden-----
Bagel was asleep on my chest while my sweet babygirl read, leaning on me in the living room.  She was the light, honey brown pitbull mix Lord Xaxas just appeared with from an adoption center, and ‘gifted her to me. I thumbed the little white stripe down her nose, while she had her little white paws on me. Babygirl only half watched the show with me, since she’d read the picture book.
I think they’re called mangos? 
/Manga?/ said my wolf in his sleep, completely deactivated in my mind because we were off work until patrol tonight, and nothing of note happened today… 
/That might be right./ I responded to Rakaam.
Like, even at Horizon with Hank on shift, the load of keeping Rogues in line is nil…
But I must admit, the God of Judgment was right too… I am also greatful that he gave Bagel a long life like we have. She’ll live until she’s killed, so I’ve had her a little under a century. She gets into everything, and is sweet as a button while doing it though. Since she is just a regular dog, she thinks like one, with the exception that she’s lived long enough to know like 4 or 5 wolf words. 
Maybe Xaxas outright gave her speech, I can’t really remember, because I remember fucking hating dogs when he gave me this 55lb puppy. Gods, if I told myself before I get a small mate, that I’d be watching a show based off a cartoon, with a dog on the couch, I’d laugh. I disagreed with the unnatural nature of dogs, but I got over that dumb, high-horse bullshit…
If I feel like that about dogs, I have to feel the same way about cows, goats, sheep, chicken, corn, wheat, barley, beer… alcohol and other stuff too…Shit, even the decorative roses and flowers around the packhouse were originally bred by humans.
Yet, I was taught something… Something humans know.
Dogs are awesome.
So is having agriculture. 
Nobody talks about humanity’s great contribution to this world. Because of their own merits and skills, we all have something to eat. How many of we fae dine on mortal meats like duck and goose? How many cannot live without their hay, grown from their cultivated seeds?
Sure, they didn’t make the smart phone here, but you can’t eat your damn BookFace feed.
Eclipse leaned onto me a little more, relaxing with me. She was watching too, but she was more interested in the Petey Jazzin Series, since she’d read the manga. Because of her, wolves in my pack are inclined to keep the dogs from Hunters, though that hasn’t happened so long that most times aa Warrior might ask for permission on behalf of their pups to get an altered pup at a human shelter in the human town of Bison. That’s one rule I will not bed. We will not breed them with so many in human confinement.
I was watching the final season of Slayer of Demons, the renamed live action version, and a few Warriors around us ate their lunch, used the microwave, or clocked out for the day. Beta Connor loved the anime version, and I figured I’d give this one a shot, why not? I don’t watch it… I don’t quite understand it, but I do think I like it.
It’s something different. Like there’s serious stuff, and I think I tend to lean toward titles like The Alchemist That’s Fully Iron, or Shell of the Ghost. It became a little ritual to be downstairs after work, and stream something different. Sometimes, like now, others would hang out and watch with me, with the open concept kitchen behind me being pretty busy, since everyone watched more or less with me.
Because of my mate, they were comfortable enough to hang out around me, and treat me more like a mortal boss or something, not a ‘hot tempered Alpha you have to tiptoe around.’
Gods today was peaceful. I even caught some fish in the stocked lake yesterday, so we can have our fish fry Sunday. It would’ve been Friday, but realistically I need to meet with Phillip the Frosted One, and the Lower Alpha Council to train some new Alphas. That’s one thing Tyson added to the docket a few days ago, and I agree.
I also agree with the regulations passed on Omegas, and their treatment. It was something I already imposed on my pack centuries ago, but Alpha Green Fucking Fumed about it on Zommie.
Fuck him, that damn whore, and his whole messy band.
And props to my grandkids on how they handled it.
Props to Kaizen for fining the absolute Shit out of him with child support for what he did to that 50 year old warrior when she fled to Misfit, and props to Tyson for making this kind of conduct illegal. Green had a mark mate. That’s enough. That’s the person you chose to spend eternity with; yet his mark mate was wrong too. She was screwing her true mate, but strung Green along for the position. That Warrior wanted to take her spot, and got surprised when their rendezvous didn’t work.
So she’s wrong too. The position was taken and he’s wrong because he should have rejected that advance, and kept it in his pants!
Gods that pack is a mess. It always has been even when I was Crown Prince, he was so harsh to his weaker wolves that many left.
And he was so bitter he didn’t want to let them go find somewhere more appreciative until Beta beat him into submission. I’m hoping one of Green’s kids will finally outrank him, and kill him. They’d be doing the community a damn favor.
Why should Omegas suffer, when they’re literally the backbone of our society? Even with the Sanctuary designation… Even though the Church knows where I live that they may aid us, and we know theirs…. Even though now we all agree that only the farmed and the illegal Headhunter be punished, and processed, we still need representatives.
I’m almost 7-fucking-feet tall. I stand out. I can’t shrink like my grandkids, or Bryson.