Chapter Six

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By the time I reached home I was nervous. My father was large and imposing. His traditional attitude made any punishment serious. Groundings were notoriously long. 

I knew I did what was right; protecting what's mine. My father would understand if it was a wolf matter but...all those involved, besides me, were human. I knew I had to hold my tongue and accept whatever punishment he gave me. He was in charge after all, no matter how dominant my wolf was getting over these past months. 

Walking up to the front door of the house I opened it quietly and tried to sneak upstairs. My brother was dozing on the couch, my mother at the sink wetting a cloth for his head. I easily snuck past them and made it to my room. I began to open the door; the hinges squeaked. 

"Hazel!" My father barked out. I snapped upright from my crouched sneaking position and slowly marched to his office.

"You called?" I said and walked in, closing the door behind me. I hoped keeping upbeat would make his punishment lighter. His eye's darkened, letting me know this wasn't a matter between him and I, but his wolf and mine. 

"I can't believe you! I can't believe you would risk exposing us all just to defend a human!" He seethed, spit flying. My wolf took offense, blood boiling. Without both of our mates present to calm us, this was going to be a battle.

"It isn't that simple!" I shouted back and stood across the desk from him. Looking into his eyes I saw him fight with his wolf for dominance, a fight he quickly lost.

When a wolf takes over your eye color shifts slightly. It's hard to notice unless you're really looking. I'm sure my father and I both looked crazy, eyes slightly dark, hair flying.

"Isn't that simple? Isn't that simple!" He mocked, "You broke his nose, any harder and you would have shoved the bone into his brain."

"Like he has a brain." I muttered in response. My wolf was fine with hurting him, her actions were completely justified.

"Hazel!" My father's eye's flashed. "Your wolf was near the surface in the principal's office, just think how close she was when it happened! You could have exposed us all with this incident!"

"I had it under control." I ground out. How could he judge my, his first born daughter's, actions when he wasn't even present to begin with? It stung that he couldn't trust my judgment. 

"Obviously not!" My father pinched the bridge of his nose. "Is this event going to make me have to reconsider you for Gamma position?" I gasped, offended that he would even consider, though I know he was just being tough on me. He knew traditions, first born gets the spot.

"God! How could you even consider that!" I said, outraged. He sighed and plopped down in his chair.

"You lacked judgement today Haze...Sometimes you need to use words, not actions." He was calming slightly, more human in his eyes.

"You weren't there! You don't know what had to be done!" My only urge was to defend myself, and The Human.

"All this fighting...for a human." He spit the word out, as if it was foul. His hands dug into the arms of his leather chair. That's when I snapped.

"Don't." I said, deadly serious. I warned him against getting started for I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. He looked at me incredulous; shocked I would fight him over one human.

"Why did you care about him anyway? It was a purely human quarrel, you could have easily avoided it. The principal said you didn't even have gym that period." My father asked, suddenly suspicious.

"I don't!" I said less conviction behind my words than before.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I saw the way you looked at him." He said confused and angry at his only daughter for breaking tradition.

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