Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Morning Complications Pollux.

After the fallout with Cassie the day before, I made sure to steer clear of my parent’s watchful eyes.

From what I heard, Cassie had been grounded to the pack house, and not allowed to attend school and that was the last thing I wanted to happen to me.

I had an image to uphold as the future Alpha of this pack.

I couldn’t be seen being punished.

Heading downstairs, I made my way towards the kitchen just in time to spot my mother taking muffins from the pan and placing them on a plate. Her blue eyes met mine, and as they did, she smiled at me.

“Good morning, my sweet boy.”

“Morning, Mom. Where’s Hale at? I was supposed to see him before I left this morning.”

“Oh, he actually left fifteen minutes ago.” She frowned as she wiped off her hands and set the towel on the counter. The house smelt of freshly baked bread, and I knew something was up because the only time mom baked was when she was stressed out.

“He left? That’s weird,” I muttered as I shrugged my shoulders. “No worries, just tell him I’ll talk to him after school. I don’t want to be late.”

Kissing her cheek, I stuffed a muffin into my mouth and Chapter 130 Minung Computador grabbed my truck keys. With only a few days left in the school year, I was looking forward to spending the last few days with the boys on the football team, even if I couldn’t play anymore.

The moment I walked outside, the cool air from spring hit my face, causing me to smile, my feet crunching across the gravel as I walked towards my truck. Only a few more days were left and though I was looking to the quickly ending year so I could begin my training, the last thing I expected when I turned the corner towards the garage was to see three flat tires on my truck.

“What the fuck!” I screamed loudly as I quickly ran towards my truck, running around admiring only three of the tires had actually been slashed and one had been left untouched.

The scream that left my throat caused my brother Dillon to come running from out the front door. He usually caught the bus to school, but he hadn’t been feeling well the last few days and so mom had let him skip. More than likely trying to play hooky because he didn’t want to take his final exams.

“What’s wrong? Why are you screaming?” he said with a panic expression that turned to shock as his eyes laid upon the completely flat tires of my truck.

“Who the fuck did this?” I roared in anger. “Who in the hell slashed my tires?”

With all the commotion and yelling I was doing, it attracted the attention of my mother and even my father Talon, who came running from the woods. As his eyes landed upon what I had seen, his expression turned to one of anger.

“What in the hell happened to your truck? Did you run over 11 183, something?”

I stared at him in disbelief, in shock. Did he honestly think I ran over something and it only popped three of the tires? “Seriously. Only crazy bitches slash three tires.”

My mother, who stood next to me with her arms crossed over her chest, furrowed her brows in confusion at my comment. “What are you talking about? Why would a girl only slash three in all four?”

“Because the insurance won’t cover it if only three of the tires have been slashed.”

It was Cassie’s voice which triggered me, and instantly I realized she must have had something to do with what happened. Turning around to face her, I watched as she stood leaning against the side of the house with her arms crossed over her chest in nothing but a tank top and shorts, with her hair a complete disarray.

Of course, she would have been the one to do it.

“You’re such a bitter bitch. You did this, didn’t you? You slashed my fucking tires because they told you, you couldn’t go to school. What kind of sadistic whore are you?”

I had forgotten my father and mother were both standing here as I spoke to her, the anger trickling out of me. Her eyes went wide, her mouth parted as she looked at Talon. “See what I mean? He constantly blames me for everything. I was literally inside. I just came out here.”

“Lux, it is absolutely unacceptable you would speak to your sister like that and blame her for something when she was literally inside. I checked in on her this morning and she was sleeping.” My mother gasped as she stared at me, absolutely mortified I would speak to Cassie that way.

“Oh, come on. You and I both know that she did this. She’s fucking pissed because you won’t let her go to school and you’re forcing her to go through with the agreement. I heard the entire conversation last night. Do you really think she’s going to be okay with me being able to go and her having to stay here and miss out on everything?”

It didn’t make any sense why my sister would lash out like this, and for a brief moment, I started to doubt whether I had assumed wrong.

“Look, son. You need to apologize to your sister. As for the truck, take one of your other rides. You have your motorcycle,” Talon replied, obviously angry, but trying to keep himself together.

With a groan of protest, I tossed my keys to my truck on the ground and opened the garage. The problem was, as soon as the garage door opened, it was clear I wouldn’t be taking my motorcycle either, because the front tire on that had been slashed as well.

As a roar of frustration and anger escaped me. I spun to Cassie once more. However, I didn’t make it a step further as Hale stepped out from the house and quickly snatched me by the back of my neck, stopping me in my tracks. “What the fuck is going on?”

His Alpha aura radiated around me and even though I was his son and the next alpha in line, I had to submit to him when he was telling me to stop. “I’m calm,” I snapped as he gently let go of my neck “Tell me what happened,” he replied, staring down at me with nothing but anger in his eyes. I hated it when he was pissed at me, but I did start my morning off in the wrong way. Not that it was my fault.

“Someone slashed three of the tires on my truck and I know it was Cassie. However, Mom and Talon seemed to think it wasn’t. I was going to take my bike, which is in the garage, and I opened the door to find one of those tires slashed. It’s not a coincidence. Someone in this house did it, and she’s the only one with motive.”

Again, my sister stood there looking at everybody who had turned to look at her. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? You honestly think I did this out of everybody else that lives in this house? I’m always the fucking culprit.”

With a sigh of disgust, she turned on her heels and marched inside. Cassie may have claimed she didn’t do it, and part of me was starting to believe she didn’t. But this was completely her M.O. so the conflict of the situation just pissed me off even more.

“Son, I don’t know who did this and I will find out, but for now, take your mother’s car and go to school.

When you’re done, want you to come directly back here because you and I need to have a conversation about how we treat our family and our pack members, because it’s obvious you don’t know how to rein in your temper.”

Hale handed me my mother’s car keys after he spoke, causing me to nod in understanding. I had disappointed him, and that was something that didn’t sit well with me Gritting my teeth, I turned and made my way to my mother’s car sitting at the end of the driveway. I didn’t mind driving her vehicle. She had a beautiful Lexus and it was better than having to walk or have one of my parents drop me off.

Putting the car into drive, I backed out of the driveway and started heading down the road. Everything that had been going on was complete bullshit and I was sick and tired of my sister going at it with me as if she had some type of objective to win.

Everything was perfect at one point in time and then it seemed like a few years ago she changed her personality and became this rebellious bitch who solely sought to make my life a living hell.

We were supposed to be close. She was my fucking twin. Yet, it didn’t matter what I said or did, she never had my back. I tried so many times to help her and all she did was turn her aggression and anger towards me.

Maybe she was jealous of me, who knows.

The moment I pulled into the school parking lot, I saw Ashley standing there. She knew my mother’s vehicle and, with a furrowing brow of confusion, she walked towards the car as soon as I stepped out.

“Where’s your truck?”

“In the shop,” I replied flatly, deciding not to tell her the truth. It was honestly none of her business and I was in a bad mood. The last thing I even wanted to do was speak to her.

“Okay, so then why didn’t you bring your bike? Why would you bring your mother’s car? It’s so-not cool.”

Stopping in my tracks, I turned to face her. I couldn’t believe how petty she actually was and this, honestly, was the last straw. “Ashley, I don’t know what it is that you expect to have out of being with me, but I can tell you right now this relationship needs to end. You and I are done. I don’t have time to deal with whatever grievances you have. I don’t care about matching outfits. I don’t care about what vehicle I drive. I’m the future Alpha of this pack, and I actually have more important things to worry about than how good you look.”

She stared at me in shock, her eyes brimming with tears as her mouth hung open. “I’m going to be your future wife. You can’t do this,” she whispered, trying to keep her voice down as she looked around at everybody around her.

“No, you’re not. Nobody knows who my mate is going to be, and I will only marry my mate, Ashley. You need to realize that and accept it.” The cold response was not what she wanted, and I didn’t care anymore. I was tired of her petty bullshit, and I was tired of my sister, too.

Before I turned to try and walk away from her, she spoke again and her words stopped me in my tracks. “You’re such a fool if you think that this is going to be the end. Your sister is playing her fucking games and messing with your head. She wants the title too, and if you think you’re the only one who can have it, you’re wrong. She’s your twin, and by law, she can lay claim.”

I had no idea what she was talking about, and had never heard that law. However, honestly, the more I started overthinking things, the more her behavior made sense.

Perhaps she did want the title.

Maybe everything she has been claiming to want all these years has been a lie.

Maybe she’s waiting for the right moment to strip it all away from me.