Dallas‘ p.o.v.
“I have no memories of my Mother; she died before my fourth birthday, according to Walker. He always said that she was an Omega Wolf, but we know that it was a lie. She was a Lycan and if I have to believe the information from Elder Jensen, she was a high–ranking Lycan.” Dallas whispers.
“That is correct. Only a high–ranking female Lycan can produce a Wolf or a Lycan; any female Lycan of a lower rank than a Gamma will produce Wolves if her Mate is a Wolf.” Pearl confirms.
“I haven’t taken the time to read the rest of the book that Elder Jensen gave me. Is there anything else I need to know about the difference between Wolves and Lycans?” I ask.
Rayden points out the obvious differences: height, strength and speed. I already know those differences, but it’s nice to hear him discuss them in detail.
“There is a huge difference between them that Lycans don’t discuss with anyone outside their family; it would cause a lot of unhappy Mate–bonds. Even more so than when a Wolf figures out that his Mate can give him a Lycan child.” Rayden states.
I can understand that every Wolf would like to have Lycan offspring; it improves a Pack–member’s status within the Pack and a Pack with Lycans in their territory is more respected by other Packs.
Please don’t ask me why someone can be that superficial. It has been that way for a long time and I doubt it will ever change.
“From the moment a child gets born, it forms a bond with its parents and siblings. That bond can only be broken by death; even if they have been separated for many years, the bond will still be there. You will always know in which direction to look for your siblings, your parents, your children and even other family members.” Rayden explains.
I stare at him as if he has lost his mind. How can you tell where to look for your Brother just because of a bond?
“You don’t have to look at Daxton or Darius to know where they are, do you?” Pearl asks.
My mind wanders back to the past few days; it takes me and Charna a few moments to realize that Pearl is correct. We just know where they are, almost as if there is a string connected between us.
“A similar bond exists between a Lycan and any relatives, such as Aunts, Uncles and so on. Between parents and siblings, that bond is so much stronger.” Rayden states. “Have you ever felt a similar bond to the one you have with your Mates, but then a hundred times stronger?”
I nod my head because I have always felt it, but after Charna showed up, it intensified. Neither one of us understood it, but it also makes me angry to know what it meant now.
“It means that my Mother is still alive; it means that she left me with Walker on purpose. As a Lycan, she could have taken him on if he had tried to stop her from taking me with her.” I mumble.
My mind starts to come up with various questions. Why did she leave me behind? Why did she never come back for me? Did she come back for me?
“Dinner is served. Let’s get something to eat first and then we can address all the questions you have. I am sorry that we have caused so much chaos in your head, Dallas.” Rayden says as he gets up from the couch.
Daxton gets up with me still in his arms while Darius holds my hand as he follows us. I appreciate that they help keep my head from becoming completely chaotic.
A Kid
+25 BONUS
My mind didn’t wander off as it sometimes does, but I fear that my sleep will be plagued with questions. I might have even more questions once we have finished our conversation on this subject.
However, I will deal with it as I have dealt with everything else in my life. One question at the time, one problem at the time.
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Dinner was great; we spent it talking about my Mates while growing up and the mischief they would get into. I am surprised, though, to hear that Rayden was the class clown; he always came up with the stunts they pulled around the Pack–house.
“Dallas, what did your Father tell you about your Mother?” Pearl asks after we return to the living room.
“I asked about her on my fifth birthday. No one had shown up yet for the party and it was just Walker and me in the backyard. He said that she left after I turned a year old and he had been given the news of her death a few days before my fourth birthday.” I answer her.
“That’s impossible.” Rayden growls and I can hear Cyran and Camus growl through our mind–link.
“Not necessarily.” Pearl states. “Were you ill during your fourth birthday?”
“No, it was the year we left the territory to visit the territory where my paternal Grandmother came from. We had never left the territory before or after my fourth birthday.” shake my head as I answer Pearl.
After a few minutes of silence, something suddenly clicks in my head. It had been a last–minute decision and Alpha Leon had even pulled some strings to get us into that territory.
“I was just a kid, so I didn’t give it much thought,.but we weren’t really welcome in the territory. Walker kept me close to him at all times and didn’t allow me to play with other kids or allow an Omega to watch over me. What I do remember is a woman that managed to get close to me on the day we left. Walker pushed her away.
He wouldn’t tell me who she was or why he didn’t want her anywhere near me. I tried pushing the subject on the drive home, but it just pissed him off. I never talked to him about it again.” I tell them as the memories run through my mind.
It is clear that she either knew Walker or maybe she knew the truth about my Mother. I will probably never find out what she knew; she wasn’t a young woman at that time. I assume that she is dead by now.
