Yet Moki sat at a computer, just like Channing said and from the guy’s energy, he clearly was claiming his spot, whether given to him or not.
And that didn’t fly with Kodiak. It had nothing to do with who was best, there were ways and means to state a case and he’d listen. But just upending everything and steaming ahead simply didn’t work.
“What are you doing?” Kodiak asked, firm and loud. His arms loose by his side, hands closing into light fists.
It should have told the kid Kodiak wasn’t there to play. And he’d fight if necessary.”
Moki didn’t even glance up from the computer as he typed. “Fixing it.”
“This is Channing’s job. He knows computers, and you don’t.” Kodiak stepped forward.
“Yeah? Well I know humans and you don’t and yet you brought one back here.”
He considered Moki. “I get it. You hate the fact I’m with a human. And you’re what? Blaming her for this attack?”
And yeah, it was her fault, by proxy. But she hadn’t deliberately sought out the bloodsuckers and led them here to sabotage us on some fucked up Trojan Horse mission.
“It is her fault.”
Argue that and he’d lose face, respect, and the kneejerk shit never worked. So he just nodded. “Just say it is her fault. She did all this deliberately. Stupid fucking human, right? Don’t know any better than to bring about trouble.”
“Yeah.”
“But Moki, have you and the pack forgotten our purpose to protect humans from vampires?” he asked softly.
Moki snorted. “Whatever, dude. I actually do know computers.” Moki’s hands flew over the keyboard.
Kodiak kicked the chair out from under Moki, who tumbled to the floor. “I’m not dude. I’m Alpha. And you’ll learn respect, the chain of command and the power of talking things through, or I’ll fucking turf you out of the damn pack. You got me?”
Moki pushed to his feet, glaring.
“What’s going on with the computers, Channing?” Kodiak asked.
“Shit.”
Save him from juvenile wolves. “Can you be more specific?”
“Boss, this is going to take me hours to fix,” said Channing, looking at the screen. It flashed with green numbers and letters. The pup ran his hands through his hair and made distressed noises as if in physical pain.
Kodiak strode forward, picked Moki up by the back of his shirt so his feet dangled above the floor, and hauled him up and against the wall.
He looked at Channing, who slipped in front of the computer and began typing, undoing what Moki had done. While tutting disapprovingly. “It’s not done that way anymore, Moki. There are better ways…you have no fucking idea.”
“You were told to stop.” Kodiak turned back to Moki who he still held up above the ground. “What, are you working with the vampires or something?”
“Of course not,” stammered Moki. He turned a little green at the edges. “I wouldn’t work for them, ever.”
Kodiak narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip. “Trying to ruin things for me so I’ll lose my place as alpha, then?”
“No...” Moki looked at the ground.
“Should we fight over who’s in charge?” He came in close to Moki’s ear and growled low.
“N-no need for that.”
Kodiak grinned. “Because you’d lose.”
“I can fight.”