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IM BACK!!
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𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘵
Jay sits in his father's office confused and frankly bored. They have been sitting in silence for a little over 30 minutes and Jay is officially over it. His father, George exhales. " Why have you not done the ritual yet?" his father asks bluntly, trying to keep his cool but he is struggling. Jay deadpans at his father, he won't, never.
George gets more agitated watching his adult son act like a child. "I'm going to ask again, you got one chance to answer me like the man you are supposed to be. Why have you not completed the ritual? You have found your mate, the Luna of the pack. Have you not?"
Jay screws up his face "I'm not imprinting on no damn man pop, I'm not gay I don't give a fuck what he is, that doesn't change nothing" Jay says. His father gets more frustrated "No, it's not about gay or straight. It's about being the best leader you can be for this pack and to do that you need to imprint and produce offspring" he says flatly
"Not sticking my dick in no dookie shoot nigga, get outta here," Jay says preparing to leave.
"SIT DOWN" Geeroge's voice booms through the room and now both men are getting aggressive filling the room with tension.
" You have found your mate and you have the opportunity to lead your pack with your other half and give this pack the best leadership possible but yet you waste it on human concepts. I know you love him, I see how you watch him do simple things, check up on him and never let him leave your side. So why do you fight it!?" George says angry, his son is wasting his opportunity, he never got the chance to be with his mate because of how different they are. And here his son was, wasting his chance at eternal happiness.
"An Alpha without his lover is nothing," George says before telling Jay to get out of his office, head in the palm of his hands.
Jay wastes no time storming out of the office, slamming the door, and heading back to the alpha wing, he needs to ball up.
𝘑𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘷
This nigga has no clue what he's talking about, I don't 'love' Nazhier. I don't love anybody and I'm gon stay that way forever. And I sure as hell don't love no damn man. I sit on my balcony and roll myself a blunt. I'm gonna head to the club or something.
I ash my shit out and get ready to leave. I walk around the back to avoid my dad, which means I pass the playroom. In the playroom, I see Naz playing with all the lil kids and I just smile. Then I stopped. I'm. Not. Gay.
He looks happy though. I stop and watch a little longer, I don't know why.
Watching him have fun gives me a sense of peace. I watch Naz sniff the air for a sec before he turns in my direction waving to me with a smile on his face and I can't help but wave back. Nah, I gotta go man.
I turn and begin walking out, heading to my car.
𝘕𝘢𝘻𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘷
I waved to Jay and gave him a smile but he didn't come in the playroom but instead walked away faster. I don't understand him or this " boundaries" thing he keeps explaining to me, one second I'm not allowed to lay next to him but the next second he kisses me goodnight. I'm not allowed to touch him but he can touch me.
Anyway he's gone now, I heard his car thingy start and drive off. I'm not sure where he is going but I'm sure he'll be back for me.
He didn't come back. Well at least not right away, he came back a few days later smelling like a bunch of things but mostly women... Anyway, today we are at his mother's house and she is talking to him angrily about something and I just sit quietly.
