My Atypical Wolf (BL)

Chapter 195: Next time...

Christian was on his way out when he heard something. He spotted his father and the couple who almost became his parents in law going at each other like some wild wolves. (Pun intended). It was a miracle that it didn’t turn into a scene. Crouching on the door, he tried to eavesdrop.

“Disgusting”! Mrs Carson shouted, almost screamed to be precise at Mr Wrisberg as they stood outside the hall.

“Excuse me”? Mr Wrisberg glared at Mrs Carson.

“That’s right,” She challenged. “I am not talking about him being gay, but how dare he played us like this”?

“Your daughter.... seems to be fine with it” Mr Wrisberg pointed out.

“She is naive, even for her age” She fumed with anger. “I told you not to associate with a pack like Cresentile, now see what mess you got us into. She unloaded on her husband”.

“Darling, calm down” Mr Carson tried to console his wife while throwing apologetic glances towards Mr Wrisberg.

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“This is outrageous, we will never forget this” she almost spat at Mr. Wrisberg and she disappeared.

Mr. Carson however felt really sorry for his wife’s behavior so he bowed his head and mumbled, “I am really Sorry Arthur. As you know, she can be a little crazy at times. Please ignore her. Once she calms down I will talk to her”.

“You better,” Mr Wrisberg sighed. “I am not gonna let anyone harm my pack”

“Don’t worry, I won’t let it come to that.” Mr Carson assured before taking his leave.

As Mr Wrisberg took a swift turn he noticed none other than his eldest son standing by the doorway. Gaining back his composure Mr. Wrisberg asked him, “What are you doing here?”

“I was on my way out, when I heard...” he trailed off as guilt dawned upon him. “I am sorry Dad. For cancelling the ceremony at the last minute”.

“As you should be, ” Mr Wrisberg said sternly. After a brief pause, Mr Wrisberg spoke, “But I am more glad you didn’t go through with it”

Christian who refused to look his own father in his eyes earlier jolted up and stared at him blankly. “What?”

“I am glad you finally made a selfish choice. It’s important to think of the pack, to make some sacrifices for the betterment of the pack, but not so much that you forget who you are.” He declared. “I have made some really difficult choices for the sake of the pack. But, marrying your mother or having you two wasn’t definitely one of them”.

“So you don’t have a problem with me being Gay?”. Christian asked with a tinge of hope.

“Why should I? Unlike humans, us wolves don’t normalize being straight. Each and every secuality is equally accepted. As for leaders, there have been and there are many leaders who have non-hetero relationships.” Mr. Wrisberg reminded him.

“Thanks” Christian smiled.

“But what about... me taking over the role?” Christian asked. “I know you were looking forward to retirement, and... with me not having a mate it only delays your plans.

“Well yeah” Mr Wrisberg sighed. “I guess I will have to step down without you getting a mate.”

“But...” Christian prompted, “Every Alpha has a mate, how can I be one without a mate?”

“Then I guess you should start looking for one.” Mr Wrisberg shrugged. “Seriously, even your younger brother has a seven year old son, maybe it’s time you settle down for good” He paused, But this time, no false mates. Do not chose a girl, and definitely not someone whom you don’t have feelings for” He glared.

“I will... try” Christian sighed. “Can I ask you something else?” He said after a while. Mr. Wrisberg gave him a slight nod encouraging him to continue. “You’re okay with me being Gay, then why are you so hard on Caleb, for... you know...” Christian prevented himself from saying the word Omega as he was worried someone might overhear him. It was a miracle how even after all these years, his secret was well maintained. He tried to link his father to convey his message but Mr. Wrisberg dismissed it as he could very well guess his son’s intention.

“I’m not hard on him for being one.” Mr. Wrisberg frowned. “I am just worried for him”. He declared.

“Right,” Christian nodded.

“Right?” Mr Wrisberg scoffed. “It wasn’t me who came up with hiding it from the entire pack. It was solely his decision, remember? He was the one who didn’t want to be known for his blood rank. I simply complied with it”. He shrugged.

“But you still treat him like... one” Christian prompted. “Ever thought the reason he doesn’t want to tell everyone is because he is worried he would get treated exactly the same as he does from you”.

“Cause he is... one. Hiding who you are doesn’t change you.” He folded his arm. “I know I come off as critical, but I am just trying to look out. Thanks to his over enthusiastic attitude he is alone right now” Mr. Wrisberg declared. Christian decided not to say anything else because he knew it would be pointless to argue at all.

“You got anything else to say?” Mr Wrisberg asked. Christian simply shook his head in denial”I will get going then” Mr. Wrisberg patted his son’s shoulder before he went inside.

Christian stood there standing contemplating on how their conversation was a relief to him and yet most of it was horribly wrong. Telling everyone about himself, admitting who he was, was freeing for him. He assumed that maybe if Caleb told everyone about his blood rank, he would feel the same. Of course he would never bring it up on purpose knowing well how it can be a sensitive subject for Caleb.

He was a bit tired, still a bit hungover from the drinking session from the day before and he wanted to get away from the crowd. Knowing well enough that people might come to his house, he chose the office as his resting place.

A few years ago he got a couch in his office to nap in there when things got too unbearable at the house, or if he had tons of work. Laying down there while he immersed himself into the peaceful quiet ambience of the office, he recalled the crazy day he had. A smile appeared on his face as his recollections passed by.

What prompted him to abandon his lazy posture was a knock on the closed door, which upon opening revealed none other than the current beta of their pack. As soon as the door opened, catching her breath, she said, “Guess what, I think we found him”.