My alarm woke me up. I shut it off quickly and rolled back reaching for Melanie only to find a cold bed. I groaned, “OH COME ON!” Max popped into my room, “She makes crepes. More specifically they are dessert crepes, and they are for breakfast. My god. Have you tasted these?” I popped to the kitchen.
Melanie smiled and handed me a plate. EJ called, “THE RUN IS RESCHEDULED FOR LATER. WE ARE ALL EATING CREPES!” I snorted. Melanie frowned, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to have to cancel…I just….”
My dad practically ordered, “Never apologize for making these. These are delicious.” Melanie blushed, “Zoe helped.” Zoe smiled offering, “Zoe was the Sous chef. I watched and I learned.” Melanie blushed and I got up to kiss her then wiped the flour off her forehead. I pulled back, “You don’t always have to cook.”
An apple hit me in the back of the head which made Julian laugh. My little brother, Cole, said, “You hush and her do what she wants! GOSH! Didn’t mom raise you better than that?” I snorted, “You just want my mate to cook you food.” Cole smiled, “I’m not going to take that from her if she wants to do it.” I rolled my eyes.
Jason and Addison were popped in by Sharon, who popped right back out. Melanie stiffened but relaxed after a while. Addison squealed, “Mel’s crepes! Hell yes. Did Si make some too?” Melanie answered, “No.”
Cole asked, “Why was that her first question?” Melanie explained, “Because hers are better.” Max spoke with his mouth full, “WHHAAATTT?” Melanie nodded, “They really are.” Max just shook his head in disbelief.
EJ said, “Alexander, I believe we have a meeting.” He was smirking. Asshole. I kissed Melanie's head and followed him, with a large group, to our office. In fact, everyone but Addison and Jason joined us. I noticed Tristan was gone. He must have gotten popped out so Jason could come here.
I sat down at the table. My whole family filed in. Wesley linked me, “We are so dead.” I told him, “I’ll take the heat, little brother.” EJ smiled asking, “So, what happened?” I sighed, “I brought Melanie home because I wasn’t going to leave her in Switzerland while I came home to help Wes.”
“I was just going to show her around after everything was settled. I wanted her to see the gym. It was mostly fine until Claire spoke.” My mom frowned, “The drunk girl who kissed you?” I winced, “Yeah, her.”
My mom snorted, “I broke her bitch ass nose and knocked out teeth. Then I told her consent was a motherfucking thing.” I smiled, “That’s so you.” My dad cleared his throat, “And?” I sighed, “She was here visiting a friend. To put it mildly, she and Melanie did not get along.”
My mom laughed, “I’m shocked.” EJ snorted, “Sarcasm noted, mom.” I sighed, “Claire was being inappropriate. She claimed she was going to be my chosen Luna.” EJ gaped at me. Elise gasped, “But Mel…” Wes interrupted, “Took it as well as could be expected. She was clearly hurt, but Alexander told her it wasn’t true. Melanie mostly seemed pissed Claire wasn’t calling him by his title. My sister in law goaded Claire into challenging her.”
Drake snorted, “She does have that way about her. She can maneuver people.” Max winced, “Claire ended up challenging Melanie, with her friends.” My mom scoffed, “Exfuckingcuse me?! Is that a thing, Eric? How can a challenge be issued between two people and end up being four on one?”
I winced, “It was more like sixteen on one.” Drake snarled, “WHAT?!” Phil laughed, “You should remain calm. Have a drink and hear about how your daughter OWNED their asses. God, we should call Dylan.”
Dylan burst through the door with a crepe, “Have no fear Beta Phil, I am here for MY MOMENT! Let me regale the tail of my shared daughter’s awesomeness.” Drake growled. Dylan smiled, “Your blood, my one day adopted, daughter WIPED the floor with them after they dropped that rock dome thing. It got testy. Our daughter LOST her mind when her Xander, how adorable is that by the way, got hurt.”
My mom jumped up from her seat shouting, “EXFUCKINGCUSE ME?! THAT Clairatigan bitch HURT MY SON?!” Peter asked, “Clairatigan?” My mom retorted, “Yes. Angela’s favorite fucking movie wasThe Great Mouse Detective. Ratigan is the bad fucking guy AND CLAIRATIGAN IS A FUCKING RAT!”
EJ ground out, “It hurt you, brother?” I told him, “I was burned. We now have two of those things that can bring up that shield. The one from the office, and the one from that day.” Wesley tossed it onto the table. My mom shouted, “WHERE THE FUCK IS CLAIRATIGAN?!”
Dylan happily answered, “Have no fear my goddess. The paralyzer, my one day adopted daughter MelAshley, broke her back. After dismantling the group left protecting their rat queen. I was such a proud adoptive paper.” Drake growled at him.
Dylan smiled, “Then of course, your son had to make this up to me because I had to be quiet and ignore SGAP.” I replied, “I never said to ignore my dad. I said don’t tell people what happened.” Dylan waved, “See? A clear directive to avoid SGAP at all costs.” I rolled my eyes.
He continued, “So, obviously he sent me with my son in law and daughter to be his shit stirring stick with Alpha Theo. I was outstanding, if I do say so myself. I excelled. I was in the zone and in my element.”
“Anyway, Alpha Theo has her and awaits the trail for her attempting to harm Mini Moody Alpha Prick in his own territory. Also, for her claiming to be his chosen mate, which was laughable, in front of Moody Alpha Prick’s mate. Then we have breaking the rules of the challenge by inviting her fifteen friends.”
He slapped his leg and started laughing, “Who still couldn't take MelAshley, and they tried. Come on people find this as fun as I do.” My dad growled, “Someone pop him home.” Dylan gasped, “BLASPHEMER! Saint God Alpha Prick, you can’t do that! I’m a witness! Your Mini Prick Alpha is all can I get a witness ahhhh and I answer YEAH YEAH YEAH!” My dad growled, “SOMEONE!” Wesley sighed and popped him away.
Jason walked in with a slight smile on his face. My dad questioned me, “So, you’re telling me some she wolf hurt you in our territory and didn’t die? Is that what we are saying?” I sighed, “No one but Wes was here. I needed to take care of Melanie because she was my first priority and when I tell you she was really fucking pissed I mean it.”
Haley snorted, “No fucking joke. I’m team Melanie people. That fucking bitch will get it.” I nodded, “I agree. It would’ve had to wait until EJ was home anyway, and as I said Melanie was my priority.” My mom huffed, “Fine.” My dad smirked. I smiled and popped over to kiss her cheek.
Karina walked in with a fruit tray. Julian pouted, “No peanut butter cookies today?” Karina smiled, “Oh, I did have them. Sadly, the Muffin Luna, I mean Future Luna Melanie, and I had an accidental collision. She and I collided, and her water spilled over them.”
“She was so sweet and apologetic. She suggested a fruit tray and got everything out for me. We chatted about life and our boyfriends. Well, her mate. She did say mate, I swear.” Drake raised an eyebrow and glanced at the platter.
He questioned, “Melanie ran into you?” Karina nodded “Yes. I guess she wasn’t looking where she was going. It happens to all of us, ya know?” Drake hummed. Oden said, “Pepper said that’s bullshit and a lie.” I replied, “Karina isn’t lying.” He said, “No, Pepper said if Melanie collided with her, it was intentional.” Why? Karina left.
I asked, “Drake, what’s going on?” Julian asked, “Are we done talking about the she wolf with the broken back?” I told him, “I’ll answer any questions anyone has later. I’m wondering what Drake is thinking.”
Drake frowned, “Melanie is only taken by surprise if she’s snuck up on and that’s not easy to do. We did it yesterday because we had Levi portal us into the dungeons. So, the question is: why would she intentionally run into an Omega?”
Corbin portaled in holding a baggie of Karina’s cookies. Drake sighed, “I’m not getting a warm fuzzy feeling and I now know what Melanie sent to Ryan Bishop.” Corbin announced, “I know what’s going on with you guys and letting things go. Well, at least part of it. The Conners' children's headaches are from these cookies.”
Drake groaned, “We have those in our pack too. We have since Melanie was little. In fact, she called them mom monster cookies.” I linked Landon, “You should tell Ryan Bishop Melanie was sending him cookies to investigate.” Landon replied, “Ok. I’ll assume he’ll know more.” Maybe.
