The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)

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Hello guys.

It's me, I'm back with my newest story. Yay.

Hope you will all enjoy it and support it as you did with my other works. I'm super excited to start this journey again with you guys.

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"What about the white crawl pack, what is your take" all alphas turned to my father who seemed to be in a lot of thought as if the topic we were on needed any thinking. The way he was knitting his brows, wasn't good at all. I knew, hell is going to break through any second from now. I'm sure of it coz this is my Father we are talking about. I rubbed my temple taking in deep breaths getting ready for whatever was about to come out of his mouth, and like I thought...

"Last year I requested more land and didn't get any" he looked directly at the king of werewolves who was also looking at him with a cold blank expression "I'm not taking in more refugees" he hissed glaring at the king and now I know what, he was doing in his head. He was cursing the man.

"As if you took in any refugees," alpha jasper from the wild pack said rolling his eyes. He was right, my father never in his life had taken in any refugees so he rephrased that statement wrongly.

"White Crawl pack has the biggest land than all of us," Alpha Morin from the blue rock pack said standing up and glaring at my father.

"Alpha Morin is right, you're just so greedy. We have small lands but we're taking in people. Why not you" Alpha Benson from the Root stone pack stood up to scrutinize my father with a frown on his face.

"If you have small lands why take in more people leave it to the king who has more land than us" Father gritted his teeth glaring at the alphas "and mind you, my population census is growing each passing day than all of your useless packs" my father snarled at them, he never takes anything the civil way and I hate it. He Always causes chaos. I took a glance at the King who was comfortably seated on his throne grimacing at my father with an unreadable expression as always, no one knows what that man's next move is, so unreadable.

"Why are you always the difficult one Alpha Bexton, for goddess sake helping our fellow Alpha who was attacked by god knows what. We should help each other cause tomorrow that might happen to you so be civil and agree with us for once,"  alpha Allison from Green moon pack and the First Lady to rule a pack said in her soothing voice, So elegant and beautiful.

"And who asked for your opinion woman" my father growled at her making me shake my head and grit my teeth in anger at the way he was talking to her. Why is he like this? Always disagrees with others "this is the reason why I hate coming to these types of meetings, how can you let this bitch sit with us. How can she be given the freedom to talk while we men are speaking" fucken sexist?  Yeah, that's my father.

"Shut up" alpha Allison growled.

"Alpha Allison is right, we need to help our fellow alpha," Alpha Jasper said with a heavy tired breath.

"Help all you can but my pack isn't helping, they can die for all I care" Father hissed slumping back in his seat, his decision already made. Why is he always the one to defy this kind of thing? Not only this but all. Always in the other direction, not on the same page as others yet this was important. We need to help each other.

"Such a selfish basted" Alpha Morin hissed shaking his head in disbelief.

"Don't call my father a bastard" oh dear goddess, not my brother, I'm really not ready for this again. David is exactly like my father, they think alike, or better say, David, fellows whatever Father does or says. Father is never wrong in his eyes and if I am to say, that man is always wrong.