SGAP asked, “What?” I gasped, “Oh no. Did you not know that? Whatever will I do with myself. Lacy, you punish me in sexy ways.” I winked at her. Lucas groaned, “Could you take a look around before you say those things?"
I clapped, “And now I give the classic ‘Dylan that’s my sister’ commentary from our very own Alpha Sleep Tyrant. We don’t have time for this today though, Lucas. The friend date is going well. They are coming to my celebration of our hard work on the Dylanmas dinner party.”
SGAP groaned, “It’s fucking Thanksgiving.” I gasped, “You were considering naming it otherwise to thank me for your blushing dad. Don’t you remember? We discussed it mere minutes ago.” Lucas asked, “Nathan is blushing?” I whispered, “He totally is.”
Emmaline asked, “Why?” I answered, “The man won’t know how to handle being complimented anymore. Come on! We have SGAP’s mind to change about holiday names. LET’S GO FORTH AND SEE THE BLUSHING NATHAN CONNERS! Who, by the way, is with someone our very own Soul Searcher read the soul of. I took no chances.”
Emmaline gasped, “You had me reading those women’s souls for Nathan?!” I replied, “That I did. Just to confirm that they were on board my plan and had good souls. We aren’t looking for his second chance yet, just some fun.”
Haley laughed, “Alright, let’s get up to the main house.” SGAP asked, “How did you decorate this year, Angel?” Haley replied, “Dylan was in charge of the decorations. It was really fucking important to him.” SGAP shot me a glare while I just grinned, knowing this was going to be fun.
Always Entertaining
November
Lacy was smirking, looking around the pack house. Alex, our pack’s Gamma, commented, “You know some day maybe consider reigning Dylan back in about this date. The pack is exploding with chocolate and flowers. I’m also certain the main house is showered in jewelry.” I admitted, “It is.”
Alex snorted, “Get the man to stop this insanity.” I replied, “You know Dylan hates Thanksgiving.” Alex replied, “I know that he claims it was the doghouse / cold war incident, but it goes back much further than that. Dylan has never liked this holiday.”
I chuckled, “Yes, I know Dylan has always thought Thanksgiving was in the way of Christmas.” Alex snorted, “Or it’s the fact that when Dylan was four years old, Davis sat at the head of their table saying he had nothing to be grateful for because his son was a joke.”
I gasped, “HE DID NOT SAY THAT! My dad would’ve….” Alex cut me off, “He told your dad an entirely different version because your dad with was with your mom’s parents when it happened. I heard it because I was walking by.”
I questioned, “Why were you walking by their house?” Alex answered, “I’d come back late from the hunt we all do as newly shifted wolves. I was determined to bring a specific squirrel back that had been terrorizing my mom’s garden. I was a determined pup.”
I asked, “Did you get the squirrel?” Alex laughed, “A Gamma always gets his target. I managed to mark it with a blue paint when it was in her garden, so I had a specific one I was lookingfor. Anyway, I told my dad about it when I got home. Davis claimed I heard it wrong and Betty backed him up.”
I questioned, “What about Dylan?” Alex snorted, “He made a joke about how he doesn’t listen to Davis because he’s ever so boring.” I growled, “I hate that man so much.” Alex said, “I’m no fan of him and never have been. Black Mountain had Cassandra, but we had Davis.”
I jolted asking, “You think they are the same?” Alex replied, “They are certainly cut from the same cloth. They make you believe their motivations aren’t bad. I don’t know if people would see Davis for the shitbag he is if he hadn’t gone white wolf theory crazy and missed Travis’s shift.”
I commented, “They were shitty long before that. For example leaving when they did, right after Dylan took over.” Alex agreed, “Yes, but a trip could’ve been excused. Missing Travis’s shift, your wedding, and then the shit they tried to pull about Finn really pulled the wool off everyone’s eyes.”
I replied, “Dad should’ve….” Alex cut him off, “Davis was like Cassandra, Lacy. The man could hide his true nature around the right people. He could make it seem like he was a better person. Honestly, the facade started falling the more Eric disliked him.”
I asked, “Really?” Alex answered, “Yes. It was apparent when Eric was a pup that he hated Davis. It could not be ignored when the man took over as Alpha though. Eric did not hide that he thought Davis was a piece of shit.”
I snorted, “Good for Eric.” Alex agreed, “Definitely.” I sighed, “Maybe we should just call Thanksgiving something different.” Alex laughed, “I think the joy of the holiday could be given back to Dylan. It’s all in the phrasing or the tasks he has for the day. This year, I think celebrating like it’s Christmas is probably a good step.”
I looked back at all the blue and lavender roses. I told Alex, “I can’t get him to forgive himself. Dylan believes he led Lucasastray and hurt Emmaline.” Alex snorted, “Well, then I’ll talk to him tomorrow. I didn’t get those two off the crazy train either. We didn’t know the depression that the Luna would spiral into.”
I reasoned, “We all know that, but Dylan takes on the weight of the world thinking he should know such things.” Alex replied, “Well, you and I will just have to one, two knockout punch those thoughts of him. I’ll talk to Eric too. We’ll get Dylan set straight about it.”
I snorted, “What are you going to have Eric do?” Alex smirked, “I’ll tell Eric to say what he’s always wanted to.” I groaned, “What’s that?” Alex winked, “That he didn’t think Dylan would let Davis win like that.” I gasped, “No!”
Alex laughed, “Sometimes you have to let the Beta get Beta’d. That’s what Eric usually is for Dylan. I’ve let it go because Dylan never went to this extreme, but maybe if we can get Eric on the real reason Dylan’s hatred of Thanksgiving came from; then we can get the man to tone down on the chocolate or the flowers.”
I snorted, “Maybe the chocolate.” Alex replied, “Yes, there’s a car picking up a man who is being brought here in a limo with literal trucks coming behind him full of more chocolate. Dylan flew the man over from Switzerland with the chocolate.”
I admitted, “I’d ask if you’re serious, but I know that you are.” Kiara chuckled, “That’s so like mate.” Alex snorted, “Yeah, and it’s set to be delivered right before all of Dylan’s fun kicks off. Meaning Lucas has about two minutes to react.” I laughed, “That so quintessentially Dylan.”
Emmaline popped to me. I greeted, “Hey sister in law.” Emmaline smiled, “There’s someone here to see you.” Alex groaned, “Why do I get the sense that this is not about the chocolate? Please let it be about the chocolate I was just complaining about being delivered.”
Emmaline giggled, “Look at all the pretty flowers. I’ve told Dylan he doesn’t need to flood the area with flowers every year,but they are literally everywhere.” Alex agreed, “That they are.” Emmaline winked, “Anyway, come on Lacy.”
My sister in law popped us to an area close to our border with Red Run. I snorted, “What does a Goblin want with me?” The woman answered, “Call off the Fairies. Some of us want to sleep without hearing about how it’s a Frost filled Christmas. I almost got frostbite!” Kiara growled in my head.
I nodded, “I see. So, you’re here to tell me I’m not trying hard enough. I mean, you have a point. Almost getting frostbite isn’t quite the goal, is it? I’m going for actual damage which would be someone GETTING frostbite.”
