Long Way Home #Wattys2016

Chapter 9

Grant POV

I know I should feel sorry for Wyatt and Emilina because they just lost their mom and dad, but I can't. Wyatt is always with my dad; he says his teaching him Alpha stuff. I want to know that stuff too. I know I'm not Alpha bloodline but I am Beta bloodline. I mean come on who do you think Wyatt would rather have as his Beta, my brother who he can't stand or me?

My brother and I use to be close too. We did everything together. Now I'm lucky to talk to him ten minutes a day, that's at night before bed if he even comes home. He has his mate now and they are always together. She's just a kid, but she doesn't act like one. Even the chief's daughter has ditched me. I know she's not my mate but we use to hang out together, I thought we were friends.

It's been almost three months and I haven't really seen him or Emilina do any kind of work. I understand me not seeing if she does because she's a girl and they do different things then us boys. It just feels like every time there is stuff to do Wyatt has a problem and needs to talk with the chief or my dad. I just need to open my dad's eyes to all this, just sit and have a man-to-man talk as he calls it. We will be making camp soon, if I can catch him before Wyatt does.

"Dad, I need to talk with you please." Yes, I got him first.

"May we talk in private?" I hear Wyatt's voice. He sounds like he has a lot on his mind. My dad looks at me then Wyatt then back at me.

"Give me a few moments Grant, I will be right back." My dad says as he walks off with Wyatt.

"Don't worry about it." I said as he walks away from me.

"Grant, son why are you so sour with your dad?" I hear my mother behind me.

I turn around to face her and ask myself why not tell the truth? So I talk with my mom.

"You really want to know the truth?" I ask her not really looking at her but the direction I saw Wyatt and my dad had walked.

"Yes son I really want to know. I have noticed the last few weeks you just go through the day not really living, your just here. You know you can always talk to your father or me." I hear the heart felt concern in her voice.

I let my anger towards everyone slide away some but not totally. I have to hold on to a little of it to keep my head up. I turn and look my mom in the face.

"Mom, he is not father he is dad. I have called you mom and him dad since I could talk and I am not going to change that now. THEY call their parents mother and father but I call you and him," I turn and point at my dad, "mom and dad." I was starting to get mad again. "You want to know what's bothering me. Why I am so cross with not only him but you too. No you don't want to know the truth." I turn laughing to myself.

"Grant Edward Sulavan, you look at me when I am talking to you." She grabs my arm and spins me around to her. "Now you listen to me young man and you listen well. I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it. You have one minute to explain to me what has gotten you so mad." I have never seen my mom so mad in my life.

I started to shake a little, tears forming in my eyes. I can't cry in front of all these people, I know there watching us because I can feel their eyes on me. I take my mom's hand and lead her away from everyone.

"I need someone to talk to." I mumble under my breath.

After walking a good bit from everyone, I motion for my mom to have a seat. It really was a beautiful place, next to a clearing with a light breeze in the air. I sit next to her watching the flowers and grass dance for a few minutes. As I let out a big sigh as I turn to her.