Not Too Fat

Chapter 18

Janson:

I grabbed as much crap as I could. I stuffed some clothes in a backpack. I snatched a map from the map room. I grabbed my favorite jacket and threw it on.
"1 minute!" Jackson yelled. I think he's enjoying this a little too much.
"I'm leaving!" I shouted back. I ran down the stairs and out the door. Everyone watched me leave. No one said goodbye. Not even Brandon. I kept running. I heard howls close behind and knew they wouldn't stop until I was off. I took off the backpack and jacket. I shifted and ran. My paws clawed at the ground. I finally made it off. The howling stopped too. I shifted back and put on some clothes. I sat on a tree stump and tried to catch my breath.
"Janson?" I heard a voice say. I quickly got up. I saw my mother and little sister there.
"Janson!" Aspen said, running towards me. I dropped my bag and picked her up. Aspen squeezed me like she was afraid if she let go, I'd disappear.
"What're you doing here?" I managed to ask. Mom looked at me and gave me a pained smile.
"You're my boy. I can't just leave you alone," she said. She put her hand on my cheek.
"But now you guys are rogues. You shouldn't have done that. Especially not when we have Aspen," I said.
"We love you Janson. We don't want to lose you. Mommy was crying. I don't want to lose you. I already lost daddy," Aspen said. I hugged Aspen.
"You're not going to lose me," I said.
Just then I heard a twig snap and I put them behind me. Dylan stood before me.
"I'm sorry Janson, but you leave me no choice," he said.
"Bull shit. You always have a choice," I said. Dylan looked down then back up.
"You tried to kill my mate. Your Luna! Tell me why I shouldn't kick you out of my pack?!" Dylan yelled. He did have a point.
"I-I don't know. Because I'm your third and I'm your best friend," I said.
"No you aren't. My third and my best friend wouldn't have tried to kill the love of my life," Dylan said. "Leave before I kill you myself."
"If that's the way it has to be," I said. I picked up Aspen and walked away.

Dylan:

I just watched Janson walk away. Aspen waved bye and I waved back. I felt bad that her mother made her leave the safety of my pack. It's stupid.
"Bye Alpha Dylan," Aspen said.
"He's not your alpha anymore," Janson said. I growled.
I walked back to the pack house and walked through the doors. The smell of cookies hit my nose. I went to the kitchen and saw Jane pulling them out of the oven. She turned around and smiled.
"Cookie?" She asked. I nodded.
"Sure." I sat on the island as she brought me 3 with a glass of milk. I ate them and she was putting more in the oven.
"How many do you plan on making?" I asked. Jane shrugged her shoulders.
"How ever many I want really," she said. She chuckled at the end. "I have a lot of cookie dough. I've made about 4 dozen already."
"That's good though. You know how the pack is. Always hungry," I said. I was right though. They always wanted food. Any type really. Even the little ones!
"What do you think about children?" I asked. Jane stopped what she was doing.
"I want a kid one day," she said.
"But?" I asked.
"How will it turn out? Will it be a werewolf? What if for some reason you turn out like my father?" She asked. I walked over to Jane.
"I would never lay a hand or anything upon our child. I would love and cherish that child. You and that kid will be my life. I hope one day we can have one," I said. I held her close to me.
"Thank you," she said.
"For?"
"For loving me when I didn't love myself. For loving me when no one did."
I kissed her mark and then her lips.
"I'll always love you and it's my job to make you happy."

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Sorry for the small and crappy update. I love all of you for reading this by the way!! Thank you so much! I started a new book also. Mind checking it out? It's called For Sale