Chapter 115
Caden’s POV
I haven’t stopped working since his death.
If I’m not trying to get myself killed by training day and night, then I’m at my fath- my pack and trying to learn the layout of the pack and its members. The pack members are closed off. They might not be saying it to my face but it’s obvious that my presence isn’t welcomed. Add in the fact that I’m their new Alpha after being around for barely a month and I have to say that the glares thrown my way might just be warranted.
I don’t give a d a m n though. Befriending them is a crucial aspect of taking over the pack but it isn’t the most pressing issue here.
The whole finances of the pack is in shambles. Just a few more chips from the blocks and it will crumble to the ground in a heap.
For someone who literally killed for the position of Alpha, Jude has been doing a lousy job of keeping the pack in check. What were his intentions after getting his hands on the pack? Have it run itself?
With my father’s death, that job has been passed on to me. I could simply have had the G am m a take over but it felt wrong. It felt like I was dishonoring my father. It’s foolish but it’s how I feel and I can’t change it.
My father had never outright told me that he wanted me to be his successor but I know that it is what he would have wanted.
With a sigh, I look at the documents laid out in front of me, -the numbers so low that they look more like grades than actual money- and try to figure out how to fix the situation. Everything was one big giant mess. How on earth am I going to be able to clean it up? Not to mention the fact that Jude could still attack this pack at any time, and I hate to say it but it will be an easy win for him if that happens.
Shaking my head to get my thoughts in order, I dig into the work laid out in front of me, calling for Henry’s help whenever I reach an
Im p s se.
I lose track of the time, too immense in what I doing to realize that it is already passed six pm.
There were times when I stayed overnight at my father’s pack to get some work done. Today isn’t going to be one of those days.
My eyes ached and my body screamed at me to call it a day. Listening to both of them, I arrange the desk and keep the documents
away.
Arising from my seat, I stretch to relieve all my sore muscles. Then I move towards the door, throwing one last look at the huge pile of documents awaiting my attention and looking away. Rome wasn’t built in a day.
I walk out of the pack, throwing a nod to Henry’s as a form of greeting.
He nods back and goes back to what he’s doing which is playing with the younger kids of the pack.
Despite all the flaws in this pack, they still had their good moments. This was one of them.
I walk out of the pack house and into the woods, noticing the low amount of guards protecting the boulders from intrusion. Yet
another thing that I had fixed. I put it at the back of my mind.
Stripping from my clothes, I lay them on the ground and shift into my wolf, feeling that rightness slip into my bones. At least, I was always going to have my wolf with me no matter what happened. She is the only constant in my life.
Picking the clothes and holding them between my teeth, I start racing towards Caden’s pack. My spine is always on alert whenever I
pass these woods. I keep remembering what happened and all that could have been done differently that night. But unfortunately, no one has invented a time machine yet.
My paws dig into the soft soil beneath them as I get closer to the pack house. Shifting back to my human form, I dress up and head for the pack house.
Raphael stops me as soon as I walk in by standing in my path.
“What is it?” I ask and he smiles brightly.
“Nothing,” he answers and raises his hands over his head when I give him a glare in return. I’m too busy to be getting stopped for ‘nothing.’ Raphael’s face turns serious, making the glare on my face fall away. “If there’s anything thing you ever need from us, always know that we’ve got you back.”
Tears p r i c k my eyes, threatening to slide down my cheeks. I blink frantically to get rid of them and when I look back at him, my vision is back to normal.
“Thank you for that. I really appreciate it,” I tell Raphael and sidestep him to go to the staircase.
When I get up to our room, the room is void of Caden and I try to taper the immediate disappointment that wells up in my chest. I’m sure he’s doing his routine boulder checks.
Stripping down, I head into the bathroom for a quick shower. After that, I head back downstairs in search of what to eat.
I’ve been missing dinner for weeks now but every time I open the fridge to scrape something to eat, I always find a few Tupperware with some left over. I didn’t need to ask around to know who put those away. Caden. I wouldn’t be surprised if I learnt that he threatened to chop off the ears of anyone that dare to touch them.
Today, I settle on some Mac and cheese. I turn on the microwave and throw my plate in there and set the timer.
I have my dinner in the kitchen and wash up after I’m done because Mrs Smith has already retired for the night and it wouldn’t be right to leave it sitting on the sink.
Then I go back to my room, and climb into the bed with my eyes fixed on the door.
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