Breaking Rules (COMPLETED)

Chapter two

August

It wasn't long until that red haired girl, Victoria Robinson, left that my father fell suddenly ill. Nothing to indicate how or why he became sick. But it just had been a few measly hours after she met with him, after breaking yet another rule that my father had written so many years ago. 

"My son." Father rasped from his hospital bed. I was sitting next to him, it just being me and him in the room. It was always just him and I for the last few years. Ever since mother passed away. 

Father reached out for my hand and I took it. "I'm here, father." I whispered, running my thumb along his knuckles. "I know I'm dying. And my time will come soon." He hoarsely whispered and I shook my head no. "You're just ill, father. I'm sure you will get better soon. Don't talk like that. I won't allow it." But all my father could do was chuckle at me. "Don't worry about me. I am old." He looked at me with a small smile. 

Just then, the pack doctor, Dr. Nickolas, walked in. "It's time for the alpha to rest, Mr. August." He said with no sympathy in his voice. My father was just another patient on another day. Even if he ran the pack he so worked for. "No. I will stay here with my father." I snipped, baring my canines to the doctor. As I did, father let go of my hand and slapped my arm. "Enough, son. Go home and listen to the nice doctor. I am feeling quite tired."

I looked back at my father. "Are you sure? I don't mind staying. Really." I almost pleaded. But my father just sighed. "No, Auggie. Go home." 

That nickname. That damned nickname. No one dared uttered it since mother died. It was her nickname for me, and hers alone. If my father wasn't sick, I would argue with him. Be angry at him, even. But I complied, standing and going to the door of the room. But not yet leaving before growling at the doctor. 

"Goodnight, father." I called behind me. But as a reply, he started snoring. At least he was getting rest. Rest would help him become better. Eventually, I hope. 

I walked out, half expecting the doctor to follow me. But the door to my father's room closed. I assumed the worst for a brief second. Thinking he would do something bad to my father. And so I turned to open the door again. To sink my teeth into the bastard. But then I remembered it's his job to check my father's vitals. So I just turned back around and left the building. 

Not wanting to walk back home, I stalked around the pack grounds. It was nighttime, so no one was up, save for those guarding the pack boundaries. Making sure no one came in to attack and making sure no one got out without the proper permission and reasoning. 

It was really dark. But thanks to my heightened senses, it really didn't bother me that it was dark. I was able to see fairly easily all the wooden and brick houses around me. And all the trees that surrounded them. To see the slight movement of the pack guards just in the tree line. 

Then a head of red hair came into view. The same head of red hair that I saw just hours earlier in my own home. Victoria. 

She was sitting outside of what I assumed was her home on a little swinging bench. I assumed her family found it in the human world put it there. Because I knew we didn't build things like such in the pack. Because most of the resources we collect, make, build, etc., is made by what we find in the forest surrounding us and the soil we grow crops in. Except for the electricity and of course medical supplies. We got monthly shipments in for the medical things and used solar panels for electricity. And also we have plumbing.

I stalked over to the girl on the swing. "Out late, aren't we? Ms. Tori?" I seethed. She bared her teeth at me then looked away. "I don't want to see you, August." She spat, crossing her arms around her. I knew she wasn't cold. Our body temperatures were higher than a normal human. 

Regardless, I sat down next to her and started to swing the bench. Victoria had moved away from me. "Where you going?" I asked, grabbing her elbow and pulling her back. But she growled at me. "Oh, tsk tsk." I purred, wrapping my arm around her. But she just tried fighting. "Don't pretend you don't like this."

She finally was able to wiggle free and get up. "I told you, August, to leave me alone." She said and stomped on my foot before walking inside and locking the door. 

Rolling my eyes, I got up from the swing and stalked back home.