Mystery Boy

going home

I jumped and saw Aaron at the door. I shook my head and he was already next to me, hugging me in place

M: if the pack dyes, it’s going to my fault. I can’t let my dad do this

Aar: I know

He kissed my hair as I looked at the map again

M: I just wish

Aar: don’t even go there

He said sternly as I looked at him confused

Aar: don’t you dare say you wish you never met Hayden or were born, ok. It’s not your fault; it’s just your crazy old man

I grinded my teeth together and my jaw went tight

M: he’s not my father

He nodded as he got me up, having his hand wrap around my waste

M: you know, Hayden left me a message to pass down to you

He smirked

Aar: and what is that?

M: he said slip something in my drink and you’re dead

He chuckled and nodded, pushing me out the door

Aar: yea I heard

I frowned but then remember

M: yea, your part dog

He growled as I giggled making my way out the backyard, making my way to the training camp. Ever since I kind of trashed the place with my temper, daddy moved the training outside. So if we ever needed to blow off steam, we can have fresh air to help us. I opened the gate and left it open for Aaron, so he can come in. I walked to the punching bag, and started doing my daily routine. If Dad was going to try and kill my pack, I’m not going to let him. I don’t even care what Hayden said. He’s hurting my pack to and I’m not going to sit around and watch Hayden get hurt.

Aar: HEY

I blinked and shook my head, seeing the stuff fall out of the bag.

M: shit

I groaned as I took the bag off the hook and re-placed it with another one.

Aar: you got to be more focused moriah or else you’re going to hurt someone

I rolled my eyes as I started punching it again, trying to stay focused

Aar: what’s bugging you?

I signed heavily but continued what I was doing

M: what Hayden said when we were inside the cell, telling me I have to stay out of harm’s way

Aar: I see. You’re mad because Hayden told you to stay out of the fight

M: yea

I stopped and flopped on the ground, tired of everything

Aar: I agree with him

I frowned and sat up, looking at him like he was crazy

Aar: don’t give me that look like I’m crazy. I agree with Hayden, I don’t want you getting hurt either because of what you dumbass father chose to do. You should let us werewolves handle this