10 Years... (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

Jason's POV

I inwardly groan as someone interrupts my heated make-out session with Caleb. Obviously irritated, Caleb opens the door and I just know it's my beta.

"What's up?" I hear Caleb ask.

"I'll tell you, once I find Jason," Oli replies, almost panting. I can tell he's stressed.

"I'm right here," I say from behind Caleb. Not seeming surprised that I'm in Caleb's room, Oli breaks down crying.

"He took my mom..." Oli begins, but I zone out. He's back? He ruined my life, he took everything from me, he took everything from Oli. I push my feelings away though, because Oli has just lost the most important thing in his life, his mom. I start rubbing circles into his back and tell Oli how he won't hurt Oli's mom, how it will all be okay. I know what's going to happen next... Angry Oli. The only time Oli scares me.

"How the hell do you know? He killed his damn best friend, his fucking alpha! What do you expect him to do to my mom?" Oli yells, making be flinch but only because Oli reminds me of him.

"Oli, stop yelling at Jason. Would you please tell me what's going on?" Caleb demands, being incredibly overprotective, which I would have liked in any other circumstance.

Oli forces himself and says through gritted teeth "My father is back. He killed Jason's parents in front of him, giving him PTSD, which caused that panic attack yesterday.. that Jason thought was just a hallucination. It wasn't. It was actually my father, and he actually took my mom. We need to find him. Now."

I stop listening about halfway through Oli's explanation and sprint over to the intercom system that I had installed in my study about a year ago.

"Attention, we are in a state of emergency. This is not a drill, I repeat, not a drill. Everyone who is a warrior or guard is to report to the dome immediately." I say dully, hoping that my pack believes me.

I avoid looking at Oli and Caleb because I can't allow myself to get distracted. I head down to the dome. Stepping onto the cylinder reserved for me, I study the crowd. I already have a game plan, I just need to put it into action.

"Julia, our head nurse and mother of my beta, has been kidnapped," I begin. "No speculation is needed as to why, that's not our primary concern. Our concern is that this kidnapper got into the pack and out, with an unwilling participant without any trouble. We will prepare for war, and we will be increasing our guard. Also, a few men and I will go out in hopes of finding Julia. I have already chosen who will be going, if you are a part of this team, you will be notified." I pause, using the telepathy of the pack to tell them. "Guards, make new schedules that at least double the amount of eyes on our borders. That is all." I finish as everyone frantically leaves.

I study the small group that's developed, and notice how one face is missing.

"Where's Tatia?" I ask. Not only is she one of my closest friends, she's the most talented person I know.

"Right here," her cold voice calls.

"Tatia, I need you to come with me, Ralph, Liam, and Josh to find Julia." I address it to her, but hope everyone hears.

As expected, Caleb and Oli starts protesting, although it still grates on my nerves. I turn to them, being sure to channel my alpha power. Both men freeze and turn deadly silent.

"Oli, you're my beta, my only line of defense. You need to take care of the pack while I'm gone. And Caleb, in all fairness, you being there won't do any good. Tatia is excellent with nature, Ralph is a survivalist, Josh is a deadly warrior, and Liam is an incredibly talented tracker." I say, leaving no room for argument.

"Fine." Caleb grunts, obviously not happy.

"We leave in an hour." I say, heading to my room to get packed.

I briskly walk down the path to my house, hoping no one follows me because I need some alone time to calm down. Thankfully, once I enter my room I still haven't crossed anyone's path.

I walk over to my little secret, a bookcase. Well, not a bookcase. I mean.. yes a bookcase, but I pull one book down - Lord of the Flies, because who wants to read that book? Aside from me, that is... - it springs open to reveal a hidden closet where I keep all my weapons. Back before my parents were killed, I had a slight obsession with weapons. I had mastered three different kinds of martial arts, and countless weapons. On top of that, I was very skilled at fighting in wolf form. Still am, as a matter of fact, but now it's more of a hobby then an obsession.

First, I head over to my lightweight fighting gear. It has protection, so I should be safer than usual, but it's still flowy so I can move. Then, I grab a duffel bag, stuff it with another pair of clothes, and a bunch of weapons, mostly knives though. They're my specialty. Grinning like the madman I am, I throw the duffel over my shoulder and grab a smaller bag for food. I head down to the kitchen and shove as much food - not needing preparation - into it as can fit.

I sigh as I check my watch, seeing that I have five minutes left. I start to leave when a cocky voice calls "Leaving without saying goodbye?"

"Caleb," I say, avoiding eye contact. Why? He can not see my emotions, he can not get attached. Why? I may not come back alive.

"Look at me, Jason," he commands. Rolling my eyes, I obey.

"Come back to me," he almost begs. I curtly nod, and promptly leave.

Authors Note: woahhhh I actually updated on time??? Crazy man, I know. So so I'm super excited for thissss because well a lotta shits gonna go down, not immediately of course, but within these next few chapters.

Two things; one, I'm working on another story called "the murder board" about this detective who's trying to solve a serial killer case and while I only have one chapter published, I have prewritten the plot for each chapter. It should be pretty coooool.

Two, I've been confused for a while but im certian that I'm gender-queer (meaning I don't identify with my assigned gender which is female) but it's been kinda crappy cause sometimes I identify as girl, sometimes boy, sometimes neither, which is gender fluid although I'm not exactly out yet? Three of my friends know, only one knows the name I want (Ever) but I think I'm going to come out soon to my GSA so that's pretty funnn.

Thanks for reading! Ever