Your Mistake, My Revenge

Chapter 8

"Guys come on, my dad will be here any minute. I want to have everyone out there to meet him. He is helping us so come on. Get your act together." I told everyone. It's Friday, and the day my dad is coming. He just called me saying that his plane just landed and he would be here soon. So I'm trying to get my pack members on the ball. We had to clean the house, make food for him and the pack members he brought with him. Yes, he brought extra pack members, I guess for his protection, but I don't know.

"We're ready. Let's go outside." Marty said. He's excited to meet my dad. Not as excited as I am to see him, but pretty close. So we all headed outside. As soon as we got outside, I heard cars on our driveway.

"He's almost here." I said excited. My pack members all stood on my sides, looking anxious yet excited, while I was standing there shaking with excitement. I haven't seen my dad in almost 5 months. I heard the cars get closer, and looked up just in enough time to see them park in front of the pack house. My dad got out of the car and ran over to me, picking me up and giving me a hug.

"Oh my dear child, I missed you. I need to talk to you but right now let's go catch up on what I have missed these past few months." He said. "You guys, get to know the pack members here. Remember we are the guests so be respectful." He told his pack members. We hears a lot of 'Yes, sirs' before we headed towards my office to catch up.

"Ok dad, what all would you like to know?" I asked.

"Well, I know why you left, so let's talk about what has happened since you got here. How did you become the strongest pack in the world when your pack is so small?" He asked.

"Well, you know how you trained me when I was younger?" I asked. He nodded his head yes. "Well, I trained this pack along with Marty who was a pack warrior in his old pack. His old pack is ruthless so they had some fierce training. And Brentin's pack was trained by me, so I used your training along with my training and threw Marty's training in as well. It made it easier to train them. But now since I'm so far along, I can't train them anymore because it's really strenuous and Marty makes me sit on the sidelines." I told him.

"Well, I would like to see some of your pack members fight. See how good their training is. But, first, I gotta tell you something." He said.

"Alright, what is it?" I asked.

"Brentin called me. He wanted to know where you are and how you are and everything. I flipped out on him. Told him what I thought about him and his wanting to 'protect' you. But he wanted to tell you that he's sorry and that he wants you back." He said. I couldn't help it, I started laughing.

"Why does he want me back? He did this to himself. And, besides, I am so over his 'I'm sorry'. He says that every time he does something wrong. Dad, I can't go back to him. I won't. He cheated. So now he's gonna have to live with that. Now, let's go watch my pack fight. Want them to fight some of your members?" I asked.

"Some of mine?" He asked.

"Yeah. The members you brought." I replied.

"Oh. Those ain't my members anymore. They're yours. I brought them here to join your pack." He said.

"How many did you bring?" I asked.

"Four men and four women. Not all of them have found their mates. So maybe they can find their mates here. And yes your members can fight the new members." He said.

"Alright dad, let's go." I said. We walked down to the living room where everyone was sitting. "Guys my dad wants to see how our pack fights. So let's show him and the newest members." I told my pack. We all went outside, the new pack members went to one side and my original pack members went to the other side. "Ok. You will be fighting with the new pack members. The only ones that will not be fighting is pregnant women. The rules are simple, first one to get the other to submit wins, no fatal blows and fight with all you got."

As soon as I said that everyone paired up to fight besides 3 women, including me. Then my dad, the women and I sat down to watch the fight. Marty won his fight. Tommy won his fight. But Domonick let his attention go elsewhere and lost his fight. My dad was impressed by the pack's fighting. After the fight we went in to eat, relax and get to know each other better.

"If you ever come back to America, will you come by the pack house so you can train with my pack?" My dad asked.

"We would love to dad." I said. The rest of the night and weekend consisted of watching movies, training and telling stories about our pasts.

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Thinking of putting this book in the Watty Awards contest...what do you all think? Is it good enough to be in there? Or should I wait until my writing evolves better??