Chapter nine It's not Fair

30.4K 1K 230
                                    

Chapter nine

(Thirteen year old)

It’s not Fair

Raven stood at the entrance to his room and watched as Jagger and Daven packed their things. The alpha had decided that the boy were old enough to move to a their own room. They had finished their last year of school, and Darius thought the boys should be given my freedom. At least some of them. 

Raven stepped to the side to let his brother and Jagger pass with the last of their things. Most people would be excited to have their own room, but Raven would have rather share than be separated from his brother and Jagger. 

“What’s wrong?” asked Darius, coming up behind his youngest son.

Raven shrugged. “Nothing.”

“Raven,” he muttered, rubbing his face.

“It’s not fair.” The boy faced his father. 

“We’ve gone over this.”

“It’s not fair,” Raven clenched his fist.

Darius eyed his child. “We are not having this discussion again. Do you understand me?”

The little sub wrapped his arms around his chest and fell quiet. 

“Raven,” he breathed. He braced his arm against the wall above his son’s head. “I know you want to be like your brother, but you’re going to have accepted that you can’t.”

“I just want to go with them.” He met his father’s gaze. “I promise to check in with you everyday, dad. Please.”

Darius ran a hand through Raven’s long white hair. “I can’t risk something happening to you. I’m sorry, but you have to stay here with your mother and me.”

“It’s not fair,” he muttered, slipping past his father and throwing himself onto his bed. 

“Yes, Raven it isn’t fair, but I would prefer being a little unfair than having to living knowing I let something happened to you.”

Raven didn’t respond and listened to his father walk away, muttering to himself, before sitting up. It didn’t matter what Raven said or promised his father, he was never going to be able to live with Daven and Jagger.

***

“No!” snapped Daven. “I’m not going to tell you again. Go back inside.”

“Please Daven,” pled Raven. “I want to go to.”

“No!” He stomped his foot on the ground and clenched his fist. “Dad is not here, and if he was, he wouldn’t let you go anyways.”

“Yes he would,” muttered Raven.

The older twin glared at his smaller counterpart. “Yeah, because you’d whine and cry until he said yes.”

“That’s not true,” the white haired boy whispered.

“No. We’re going to the ridge and that’s too close to the border. A rogue could caught wind of you and take you before anyone could stop them. The answer is no. You are not coming.” 

He turned sharply and joined the others, who for once all agreed that Raven should stay behind. Especially since the Alpha would be returning that afternoon and if his youngest son was missing, they’d be the one punished for it.

Raven was forced to watch as they stripped and shifted before running off into the trees. He sat down next to a rock and pulled his knees to his chest. For the last couple of days, all Raven had heard was he’s weak and that he was just a sub. He knew that Daven was right that their father would never allow him to go anywhere near their territory’s border, but he felt the need to prove that he could do it. That he wasn’t as helpless as everyone thought. 

Raven (Book 3: Old Version)Where stories live. Discover now