Property Of Daddy

A Night To Come

[Caleb's Inner Wolf]

I fuckin' hate Caleb!

It's all because of him that I'm stuck down here in the shitty basement while my pup is all by himself upstairs in our bedroom. Whenever I strained my ears, I could hear Pup's even breathing, which was irregular for a while. However, once the nighttime took over for some more hours, he eventually petered out. Now he's asleep and all by himself which is wrong.

I should be up there with him. I should be holding him. I should be protecting him. I should be kissing him, claiming him, knotting him.

I snorted at Caleb's foolishness over the way he's been handling our mate so far. The bastard had no clue how to court someone like my pup.

Yes, Dakota is still a pup, but his old man has done a shit job of bringing him up. My poor love, my sweet and kind pup... he's had it hard, I can tell. From the first time Caleb sat down in front of that flashing electronic screen and all of those images had flashed before our eyes— the exact second that I saw such a beautiful pair of emerald gems, I could feel my heart aching and twisting with such an intense want that I've never before felt in my entire life. I love that boy; I'm just not afraid of my true nature, unlike Caleb.

Straining my larger ears, I could hear that my pup's light grunts as he twisted underneath the covers. My tail immediately began to wag back and fourth at the sounds of my precious boy, a tiny whimper had escaped my mouth.

I should be up there holding him!

"Dammit!" I roared, yanking at the heavy chain with all of my strength. That fucking loser Caleb had the audacity to keep me away from my pup! Every night since my beautiful Dakota had arrived here to Texas, Caleb would go down to the basement and have either Leif or Aiden affix this shitty collar to my neck which had a large and heavy chain attaching it to the cement wall. He trapped me.

My biceps straining, I pulled on the chain with all of my strength, trying desperately to get it loose so that I could rush upstairs and claim my pup! I'm not gonna hurt him, I just wanna show him that he belongs to me.

Caleb is going about this all wrong and he's going to ruin everything because he's a moron!

He forced my pup to go to that goddamn orientation even though my boy had made it clear that he didn't want to attend. If I had been in charge at that moment, then I would have relented and me and my boy would've stayed home (in bed of course).

He's making my boy go to school, which is the teenage human equivalent to prison from what I've heard. If I were still in charge, then there'd be no way my pup would be forced to attend such a horrible institution. No, he'd be safe at home with me where he belongs and I wouldn't dare let him out of my sight.

Lastly, Caleb is incredibly unfit for my pup because he'd allowed Zane (Grrr!) to get close to my pup. How Caleb could've been so relaxed with Pup unattended in the same room as that werewolf, especially when we could both detect the anger wafting off of him in waves, I'll have no clue.

Pup isn't safe near him, and Caleb had allowed his guard to fall, which is a mistake I can assure him I will never make!

Again, if Caleb hadn't shoved me to the recesses every time the damn sun rises, then I wouldn't have allowed the mutt to get away. I would've made damn sure that he'd never get another opportunity to get close to MY pup ever again.

I couldn't stop the growl that vibrated through my chest as I let go of the stupid chains, allowing them to rattle as they were suspended between the heavy collar and the wall. "Fuck!" I yelled out in frustration, slamming my fist against the wall in a white hot rage.

"Calm down, you're gonna wake up your mate," I overheard Leif mutter in a sleepy voice. That was dirty of him: trying to get me to quiet down by using Dakota as an excuse when I really knew deep down that my yelling was keeping him up.

"Fuck you!" I spat back at him, my throat growing hoarse with fury. Caleb may back down when Leif snaps at him, but not me. No, Leif knows very well that his dying alpha genes hold no power over me, as was evident by the ass kicking I'd given him last year when he'd tried to prevent me from hunting on the full moon. The depressing dog was on Caleb's side of course, trying to force us to go against our nature and act "human".

It's all bullshit!

I was born to hunt and run through the woods, damnit! I want to hunt deer and bear for my pup to show him that his daddy will provide for him, and I want to build a den for us out in the forest where no one will dare to bother us. It'll be just me and him, and no one else.

With a frustrated huff, I slumped down onto the hard, cold cement floor. Caleb could've at least given me a blanket, that asshole. Whatever. I rested my back up against the cool wall, my bare skin breaking out in goosebumps at the frigid touch. 

All I want is my pup. If he were down here, then everything would be okay because I'd get to wrap him up in my arms and hold him all night. Shit, I wouldn't give a fuck if I were chained up then.

I sighed, my head rolling to side as it grew heavy... and then I saw it.

I shot up to my feet and shoved my face closer to the wall to properly inspect it, breaking out into a cadaverous grin as I saw the loose screw on the panel that stuck the chain to the wall. I couldn't stop the demented chuckle that escaped my lips as I envisioned the night that tomorrow would now bring me thanks to this unexpected gift.

But first, I need to get rid of Caleb.

And the full moon is on Thursday, and it's also my pup's birthday.

And... it's the perfect day to enact my original plan that I've been forming ever since I'd discovered that I had a mate. I couldn't help the smirk that formed on my lupine face when I thought over the plan that I have— soon, poor Caleb will be the one who's forced to stay hidden down in our body, and I will regain and maintain control where I'll be able to properly court my pup the way he needs to be.

He needs to be claimed and knotted, he needs to be MINE!

"Soon, Baby Boy," I whispered up towards the vents where I knew my voice would echo out towards Dakota's room. "Daddy will get you, don't worry."

Dakota's light snoring was the only response I got.

"I'll be with you real soon, Pup. Daddy loves you."