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Derrick was dead. My strong boy had survived living on his own, doing what he had to do to protect my angel Morgan, and now he was dead. I lost it. I shook his body and yelled at him to feed. Scott and Billy pulled me away from him and held me as I sobbed. I cried and called to a God I no longer believed in to help me and give me back my son. I got no reply. I got up from the bed and turned to the loving arms of my mates and they held me as my body shook in sobs of sorrow.
Then I saw movement and turned to watch as Morgan climbed onto the bed and straddled his brother's lifeless body. Suddenly his arm came around and he slapped Derrick's face, hard. Derrick's head snapped to the side from the impact as Morgan screamed at him "You PROMISED!!! You PROMISED you'd never leave me and now look what you've done!! I didn't want to leave the campground but you promised we'd be ok and that you'd never leave me and now you're gone!" Morgan was sobbing as pulled his arm back and slapped Derrick again.
I was reaching to pick Morgan up when heard it. Derrick had gasped. I looked down and I saw his tongue slowly lick across his lips. Everyone heard it. Scott rushed to pull Morgan out of the way as I dropped my fangs and reopened my healed wrist, shoving it forcefully to Derrick's lips. He fed as I cried tears of joy. I pulled him into my lap and held him like an infant as he slowly grew stronger. Finally, he reached up with a hand and held my wrist to his mouth and sucked.
Eric had fallen to the floor inconsolable when we had given up. Josh was kneeling with him, holding him as his body was wracked with sobs. Like all of us, he had stared in shock as Morgan screamed and hit his brother. Now Eric jumped to his feet and pulled Morgan tight and held him as the tears of relief streamed down both of their faces.
Bea gathered Charlie, Davie, Jesse, Jeremy, and Chipper and,
after each had given Derrick a kiss on the cheek, took them to their rooms to
put them to bed. Brandon was curled up beside me and was still sniffling from
the ordeal. Billy picked him up and wiped his face, then held him as he kissed
his brother's cheek.
"Let Papa get you to bed, buddy. Is Jarrod in your room? Or with his parents?"
"He's upstairs Daddy. Papa can stay, I'm ok now that Derrick's ok." Brandon
said, rubbing his eyes.
"I'll walk up with you anyway, bud. Dad needs some more time
with Derrick, then I'll take over."
I nodded to Billy as he left with Brandon. Morgan and Eric gently climbed into
bed and I soon had one on each side of me. Eric stroked his little brother's
hair as Morgan just stared at Derrick. After a few minutes he looked up at me
and softly spoke.
"I knew he wouldn't break his promise Dad. I had to remind
him of it, but I knew he'd keep it."
I smiled and with my free hand I pulled Morgan to me and held him. I felt his
body start to shake as I heard his sobs. I just held him as he let it out.
"You want Tanya and I to take him to bed Dad?" Josh asked, meaning Morgan.
I looked down and realized he had fallen asleep. I looked up
and said "No, he and Derrick went through a lot together. Let him and Eric stay
as long as they want. You two go get some sleep. Your mates need you too."
Tanya smiled and said "Sam went home. He said this might take all night and he
understands. I'll see you at breakfast. Goodnight, Dad."
I smiled as she and Josh left the room. I think that's the first time she's
called me that.
Scott picked Morgan up, curled up beside me and held him in
his lap as he asked "You ok now babe?"
I nodded "I thought we lost him, Scotty. I really thought we lost him."
He didn't say anything, just kissed my arm as we held our sons.
When Billy came back, he asked Eric to move, and then curled up beside me and took Derrick into his lap. He quickly opened his wrist and replaced mine to continue feeding our son. Eric moved to my lap and held me as we both dozed. I must have fallen into a deeper sleep than I thought, because when I woke, Bea was holding Morgan and Scott had Derrick, feeding him from a wrist. Billy was holding Val, feeding her from a finger, and there were warm cups of blood on the nightstand, waiting to replenish us. I took a cup and drank as Bea moved Morgan to the bed, pulled Derrick to her side, and fed him. She caressed his face and hair as she softly hummed a tune I didn't know. I set my empty cup on the nightstand and leaned against the headboard, closing my eyes.
I thought I had just closed my eyes when I heard Bea whisper "Well hello there my precious pup. You gave us quite a scare. Are you finished or do you still want more?" I turned and glanced at the clock, it was just before 2am. He had only fed for three hours.
I reached over and took him into my arms as I said to Bea "Here, let me take him." as I opened my wrist and offered it to Derrick. He smiled up at me, then gently took my arm and fed, looking up into my eyes. My tears started again and I quietly sobbed as I fell asleep, feeding my son.
Derrick was squirming in my arms when I woke at 6:30 so I
looked at him and asked "What's wrong baby?"
"I smell bacon, Dad. Can we go to breakfast? Please?"
That told me that my boy was back. I smiled and stood, pulling him to his feet.
"Come on. Let's go see what you prefer. And if you take after Papa, I'm going
to hit you harder than Morgan did." I said, laughing as I ran to the kitchen.
Derrick was right behind me as I poured four cups for his taste test, and like his older brother and me, he very much preferred whitetail. I saw him smile at Billy as he said "Sheep's not as bad as everyone says though."
Billy ruffled his already messy hair and said "You drink
whatever you like, Precious, as long as you continue to drink." Then he leaned
in and kissed Derrick's cheek, then whispered "And if you ever scare us like
that again, I'll kill you myself, do you hear me?"
Derrick looked scared and confused as he asked "What do you mean, Papa? What
happened?"
We took him to the counter and made him sit and eat while we told him about his
changing. I felt horrible when I had to admit to him that I had given up on him
when Morgan all but attacked him. When we were done, he got up and walked over
to Morgan who was sitting at the table with his head hanging low.
"You saved me. You saved Dad, and now you saved me. Can I hug you?" he asked, oddly reverting to treating him like he did before we changed Morgan.
Morgan looked up "Of course you can, you dope! And I'm with Papa, if you scare us like that again, if he don't kill you, I will!" as he wrapped his arms around his brother and cried "I thought you left me Derrick. You said you'd never leave me and I thought you did."
"I'm still here, ya runt. I'm not going anywhere now, not for a long time. Wherever I am, I'm always here for you, no matter what." Derrick said, as he held Morgan to his chest, stroking his hair.
Derrick held Morgan until he stopped crying, then held him
at arm's length and wiped the tears from his face and kissed his cheek. In
typical Morgan fashion, he flopped back in his seat and said "So now you get to
go hunt and you can come back and show me your fangs!"
Derrick laughed at the quick mood change and was about to say something when he
froze. I looked to see what had caught his attention and I saw Jamie and
Stephanie standing in the door, holding hands and looking at Derrick with concerned
expressions. He rushed to them both and pulled them into a hug and I heard him
saying "Yes, yes, I feel it. I feel it for you both!" and they all exchanged kisses
as he pulled them to sit with him to eat.
Mom and Dad walked in and I realized I had forgotten to talk
with him last night after dinner. I waited as they got coffee, and Mom got a
plate of food, then I said "Sorry, Dad, you wanted to talk?"
"Your pups come first, son, it's fine. If you have a minute, we can go talk
now. Or, if you want to take Derrick out now, I can wait."
Derrick looked up and quickly swallowed the mouthful of eggs and said "It's ok
Dad, I want to be with Jamie and Steph a few minutes anyway, if it's ok with
you?"
I smiled and said "Your mates come first now, Precious. I'll come back when
we're done." And as I turned to head to the office, I heard him asking.
"Mom? Why are you all calling me Precious this morning?"
I laughed all the way to my office where Dad and I sat on
the sofa, watching the deer drinking at the lake's edge. I looked at him and
asked "So what did you want to talk about, Dad? Am I screwing up?"
Dad shook his head as he said "Not at all, Greg. Never in a million years could
I have handled what you've been through in the short time I've known you.
You're as far from `screwing up' as anyone I've ever met."
I smiled at his compliment, and waited for him to continue.
"From what I've heard, at dinner, at my funeral, and in
passing conversations, you have decided to step away from the business and put
Joshua in charge? To care for your pack, I'm told. Is that true?"
I nodded "Yeah, Dad. No offense, but I realized that being an Alpha means
caring for the pack. I decided that someone else needed to run the business and
provide the money, so I could focus on the pack and its needs. But now, Igor
forced things to happen faster than I had hoped, and Josh is going to be busy
with the Council and everything. I need to find someone that understands the
business, and soon."
"Well, I know just the man, if you'll let me?" He said, seeming unsure of my
opinion of him.
I smiled and said "Well it's funny that you should say that,
cause I was going to ask if you would do that for me. No offense Dad, but you
sucked at being what I consider an Alpha, but you were an incredible
businessman, and I know you still can be. But I'll warn you, Josh and I made a
lot of changes, so you'll have to catch up. Add in Matt and Jack's businesses, along
with those from Serving Alphas, you're coming in to control a company that's
about ten times the size of the one you left."
The expressions that crossed his face were priceless. He went from concern to
happiness to complete shock when I told him of the growth. I had faith in him,
and I hoped he still had faith in himself.
He smiled,
then reached out and took my hand saying "I'm so proud of how you handled
things, Greg. You literally saved my life, then you protected me, and my mate,
while you dealt with the threat. Donna and I owe you so, so much."
I reached out and cupped his cheek as I said "You wouldn't have been in danger
if you hadn't saved me so I could be Scott's mate. I owe you everything I have,
my mates, my pups, everything. As far as protecting you, well, I am your son,
but I am also your Alpha, and that's my job. Promise me that, in the future,
you'll come to me and let me help you? You were hiding Kevin's questions when
you left here. If you had been honest, things might have been easier."
He nodded and said "Or they might have been tougher, but you're right. You're
my Alpha, and I won't ever forget that again. Now, you have a young pup out
there that is anxious to find his beast. You should go help him do that."
"And you have a secret you're still keeping from me. What was that you said
last night?"
Dad laughed and stood as he said "It's a surprise, Greg, not a secret. There's
a difference. I'm keeping a surprise from my son, not a secret from my Alpha.
And you'll never drag it out of me! Go hunting, you'll see when you return."
Before he could walk away, I jumped to my feet and wrapped my arms around him
in a tight hug and said "Don't ever leave me Dad, never. I couldn't handle it
if I lost you."
His hands caressed my back as he said "Same goes for you kiddo, same goes for
you."