Dieter's Prize

Twenty-Nine

Crispin's POV

"Are you sure?" Dieter asked me again as we walked to his weekly meeting he had with Viktor and the delta. 

I had told him that for us to move forward we need to learn everything there is of each other. The good and the bad. So that means me sitting in during a pack meeting. And we also still needed to figure out what we were going to do about my pack. Would we merge? Or would I pass my role to someone else? Many questions needed to be answered.

"Yes, I am sure. No more avoiding, remember?" I squeezed his hand tightly and looked up at him. He nodded and his lip twitched slightly to indicate a smile. But we were in front of other pack members so I knew I wouldn't get a full one. At least not right now.

He pushed the door open and we were in a conference room. Viktor was already in here, as well as another man, which I assume is the Delta. And then there was another man. A man who looked so identical to Dieter except for the scar that it scared me. This must be his father.

Dieter pulled me further into the room and he of course sat at the head of the table and I sat next to him. 

Dieter's father, Donnie, held a demanding presence that could paralyze him. It was strange hearing from Georgie about their story and then this being the man attached to it. 

"Shall we begin?" Dieter asked and the men nodded. 

"Our female births have gone up 3%." I assume this was good Dieter gave his approval grunt. "But on the other hand, many more mated males have dropped from sparring," Viktor said, each word spoken slowly as if not to rile Dieter up.

"By how much?" 

"It's gone down another 5%. Obviously, our message wasn't strong enough."

I knew what Viktor meant when he said message. The memory is engrained into my brain. The sound of the blood hitting the floor, and the way he begged...I don't think I'd ever forget that. 

Dieter began to ramble on about the next steps to take. But I found myself zoning out and trying to figure out a solution on my own. I am an alpha as well, and I know how to deal with reluctant wolves. Being the leader of a small pack means a lot more opinions are heard and HAVE to be acknowledged.

From what I heard the only ones resigning from the training are the ones that are mated and older. They have children and want to settle down. Which is understandable. But the problem is they are in the wrong pack to do such a thing. Settling down and living slowly is not an option here.

Though I understand the concern of the mates, I know as time goes on I will carry those same fears toward Dieter. The only way they would be able to have the life they choose is if--

"I have a suggestion," I spoke interrupting Viktor, but all eyes were on me. Suddenly I felt like I should have raised my hand like I was in school again. They all stayed silent and I realized they were waiting for me to finish my sentence.

"Give them the option to leave." The men's eyes went wide and before I could fully explain myself, a scoff left all their mouths as they stared at me.

"What kind of suggestion is that?" The delta asked, and Viktor smirked. I had a feeling these two did not like me.

"Let him explain," Dieter spoke, his voice boomed across the table and shut the men up immediately. I turned to Dieter and gave a look of appreciation and he nodded slightly.

"Send them to my pack." That seemed to grab their attention. "Having both packs rather than merging packs would be less of a hassle for both of us. This way it keeps my pack thriving and helps keep the morale for yours."