To say a lot had changed over the last few months was an understatement. 

My sister Marie had decided to leave the packhouse, and quit training after hearing that dad was being demoted. She didn't see the point in training to be beta of a pack who didn't welcome us, and were treating us as hostages. She had kept me and Tristian close, as for some reason my nephew was overly attached to me. Which I quite loved.

Alpha Kenneth actually wasn't too happy with Marie's decision, but he didn't try to stop her.

Tonight was a full moon. The night where my father would be fighting anyone who wanted to challenge him to become the next beta of this pack.

The anxiety in our home was high, and this was the first time in a long time we were all gathered together under the same roof in the living room. Fear, Worry, Anger, Disappointment, my sensitive noise was picking up every scent causing for my wolf to become restless. Frair had been so stressed I hadn't gone into heat in almost two months, and my papa was extremely worried. He was terrified of what would happen if I were at school, or not home when it did happen as he feared it would be extremely painful for me.

However, my papa's worry was currently focused on my father, while my sister Marie and Trace seemed calm.

Tracy on the other hand.... "This is absolute bullshit! Why should dad's life be in danger just because of our family background papa? I don't understand. I mean seriously, this is all Hinata's fault!"

"Hey," Marie barked angrily. "This isn't his fault. This isn't anyone's fault. If were gonna blame anyone we should blame the Alpha for even conjouring up this bullshit. He could have just had a vote to decide who the next beta would be."

"That is true," Mary said in an authoritive voice as she leaned against the door frame. "However, this was voted by the council; it wasn't just his decision. He has no choice in this matter. This is the traditional way, and the council is embarassed to have had the royal prince and the princes guards son in their pack this whole time. As ignorant as it sounds, this pack will be viewed as incompetent if something so big would be released to the surrounding packs."

My papa lowly growled, as he shoved his face in my fathers neck. My reassuringly pulled him tight, as he massaged his nape of his neck to help him relax.

"Seriously!" Tracy gritted, as she glared outside the window. "They are treating us like were hostages. Like we came from something to be ashamed of. Were freaking royalty dammit."

"That's the problem Tracy," my fathers deep voice spoke. Sigh. "We came here under false pretense. Forged paperwork. Lied. They have every right to feel betrayed."

"Dad! That would actually mean something if you weren't law abiding citizens of this pack. I mean, papa is practically a saint down at the orphanage and the daycare. If he isn't cooking and baking cookies for the pack house, he is always making himself available to do something to help assist the Luna with duties she should be doing herself," Tracy shoulted angrily, getting louder. "Let's not only talk about how many god forsaken attacks I've seen you fight to help protect these people. How can you be so calm?"

"Tracy," Papa snapped. "I understand your upset, but you need to calm down. Your father will be ok."

"How do you know that?" she asked, her voice finally cracked, unshed tears appearing in her eyes. "Nothing is guaranteed in life papa!"

Tracy was an extreme daddies girl, while I was closer to my papa.

While me and my sister weren't close, I could feel my sisters fear through our bound. I whined quietly, as I unconciously reached out to grip her hand in encouragement and support. I expected her to push me away, but she surprised when she softly squeezed my hand in response. My father got up, and pulled her into a hug as he softly rubbed her back, kissing the top of her head.

"It's ok, Tulip. I may be old, but I have same gas in my tank left," he muttered. Tracy laughed, rolling her eyes at his lame dad joke. My father wiped her tears, before kissing her cheeks.

"He will be fine. All of us will be there tonight. Were gonna all remain positive and support you dad! Your father has been Beta for many years, it's an honor he has lasted as long as he did. We will support him tonight, this being the last one of him being beta of this pack," my papa said proudly,gripping my fathers shoulder in support.

"Thats right!" Marie said, coming to hug her little sister. "We are the Chan's after all, Tulip."

Everyone snickered as Tracy shoved Marie off of her, bursing into laughter at the nickname.

Every wolf in our pack was in the circle of the field where we would be doing our night run, and the fight would be held.

This was extremely rear. 

While everyone in the pack was welcome to do a pack run every full moon, a lot opted out of it choosing to stay home or shift within their old premises.

However, word of this being the last run with Alaric as beta had brought everyone out. My father was loved and appreciated by the pack, and a lot of people respected him. They didn't understand why he was stepping down, and it was a secret my father couldn't tell. He didn't say anything, but I know my father was a little saddened at even having to step down

I was a little nervous, because while everyone was cheerful bringing a large amount of food, flowers, and gifts; it almost seemed like they were coming to my fathers wake for his funeral while he was still alive. I know everyone was just trying to be kind, but it was kind of pissing me off.

"Jeez! You would think the amount of men surrounding papa Jin, their preparing to call dibbs on him if something happens to your Dad tonight," Rebecca whistled.

I cut my eyes at her, but opted not to say anything due to her looming jackass, I mean boyfriend behind her.

"Hey! Beta Alaric is actually still in his prime for his age. I heard a lot of people who wanted to challenge him tonight dropped out when they saw him training a few weeks ago. We haven't been attacked in a while, so they probably just thought he had lost his touch, but he's actually still pretty good."

"Oh, I know that silly!" Rebecca said, swatting his hand wrapped around her waist. "I'm actually not too worried! I just hope whoever does challenge him is aware of how badass he is."

"Bad ass he is indeed!" Trace smirked, walking next to me. "Dad has been trying to calm papa down all night, but I can actually see the excitement radiating off of him right now. Dad may not be happy to step down, but he is damn sure excited to fight today."

Damien looked at him confused, before turning to briefly look at me.

"What? Twink you got a boyfriend or something?" he asked with a slight edge to his voice.

Trace's slanted eyes, narrowed even more dangerously low as he slowly turned to look at Damien. He growled, as his irises turned a sharp silver, as his wolves eyes peaked through in challenge; completely infuriated by the ignorant question.

Damien immediately let go of Rebecca, taking a stance in front of her as he growled back in a challenge, his amber eyes shifting in response to the challenge. 

Trace immediately lowered his eyes at Damiens dominance, as he gritted his teeth. He slightly exposed his neck in defeat of the alpha's challenge, but Damien didn't see the glowing eyes behind him or the danger.

Tristan immediately stood in front his father, amber-yellow rimmed irises gleaming as he growled in a loud, vibrating predatory growl. One that raised the hairs of the few wolves surrounding us who heard it. The growl vibrated through the woods, alerting my siblings and a flustered Alpha Kenneth as he turned to us in shock.

Mary immediately stomped over, already growling in response to the sound of her son. She stood in front of him protectively,  blocking both him and Trace. Her family.

Mitch immediately came over slowly, but Mary nor Damien released their gazes from each other. The scent of their phermones strongly clashing, the dominance radiating over them both.

"Mom?" Tristan asked in a gravely voice, something that sounded inhumane coming from a 5 year old. "You said if anyone hurts or threatens papa we protect him right?"

Mary kept her gaze locked on Damien, as she gave a subtle nod.

"Then can I kill him?" he asked sweetly.

Seriously! These people are homicidal! (A/N)

Hinata gasped in horror at his nephews words, as he crouched down to hug him. He immediately released his phermones as he coddled him to his chest, turning his face into his neck against his scent glands to relax him.

"What is the meaning of this?" Alpha Kenneth growled, as he stepped between the two alpha's. It was a sign of disrespect to disrupt a challenge between wolves, but he had enough bullshit happening tonight. He didn't have time to try and take on anymore challenges, because of a piss contest. 

But, secretly, the biggest worry he had was the small cub behind Mary there who had never blinked his eyes as he stared at Damien until Hinata had hugged him. It was the way a predator would watch its prey. His pack didn't have any, but he had met a few dominant alphas in his passing. However, there was never one with yellow irises besides one other family he knew of, but it was impossible. He would never allow anyone to sleep with an omega, better yet a male omega at that right?

"Tristan!" Trace snapped, as he he bent to nuzzle his son, lightly releasing his lavendar phermones. "I'm ok. Relax baby. Why don't we find somewhere safe we can shift to run for the night huh?"

Alpha Kenneths eyes immediately snapped to Trace and the little boys, his expression turning to one of shock. "He can shift already? At such a young age?"

It was known most wolves began to shift between 8-13 years of age. The little boy couldn't be more than 4 maybe.

Trace silently nodded his head, as he pushed his son behind him, keeping his eyes low as to not challenge the alpha. 

Alpha Kenneth had more questions, but the energy shifted as he could see all eyes surrounding them were on them listening. This was the last thing he wanted. 

Ahem. He cleared his throat, before looking at his son. "Damien! Drop your eyes in challenge. You will not be fighting tonight."

"Dad, but she-"

"Drop your eyes now!" Alpha Kenneth snapped releasing his Alpha tone, tired of the bullshit. Marys eyes snapped away first, before Damien followed, looking away angrily.

"What is the meaning of this matter anyway?"

"He asked if my dad and uncle Hinata were dating!" Tristan answered, completely ignoring his fathers embarassed face. "What's a twink?" 

Alpha Kenneth sighed, as he rubbed his forehead in frustration, hoping it helped relieved the stress building.

"Mitch!" he shouted, frustrated.

"Yes father," Mitch responded, obviously amused. 

"You will keep watch over Hinata on this run tonight instead," he sighed.

Mitched secretly smirked. Damien had done exactly what he wanted. Now he would get a chance to run with Hinata tonight as he had hoped. "With pleasure."

Hinata shivered at the gleam of desire that flashed behind Mitchs eyes, as he released his phermones to show interest. Hinata looked at him, releasing his phermones in response, by accident. 'Maybe,' he thought coyly.

Damien smelled the vanilla scent, and snapped his eyes to see the way Hinata and his brother were staring at eachother. Ever since their last intimate encounter, he had tried his best to keep space and people surrounding them at all times, but something about that scent called to him. His wolf yearned to be near the omega.

"Thank you alpha Kennth," Hinata said bowing his head, trying to hide the tiny smile on his face. He failed.

Alpha Kenneth laughed at the young wolves. He wasn't stupid. He could tell his son was obviously interested in the young wolf, but that was why he limited how much Mitch watched the omega compared to Damien. He didn't have to worry about Damien being interested in him, Mitch on the other hand-

"Hands off! Your only to watch over him, and make sure he doesn't try anything."

Mitch saluted his father in an army stance, which he chose to ignore as he went to stand at the podium in the middle of the field to start.

Mitch came to stand beside Hinata, casually throwing an arm over his shoulder. "Looks like it will just be me and you tonight. I can't wait to see you shift. I don't know if I told you this before, but your wolf is really beautiful."

Hinata blushed, as he smiled staring at the floor.

Trace threw and arm over Mitch's neck, a sarcastic expression on his face as he stared at the identical face of the asshole he wanted to punch. "No, no buddy. I guess it will be all 5 of us tonight."

Mitch smirked, a smile tugging on his life. "It's ok brother-in-law. The more the merrier."

Trace's face turned flabbergasted at the obvious, but subtle sign he was throwing out. He was secretly claiming Hinata, who was too stupid to pick up on, to all the surrounding ears listening.

Mitch winked at Trace, before tugging a tomato faced Hinata away to walk to the middle of the field.

Damien gritted his teeth, feeling extremely annoyed at the sight of Mitch having his hands wrapped around the small omega. No, infuriated for some reason. His wolf was extremely restless, and it caused him to grit his teeth.

"You ok babe?" Rebecca asked as she calmly rubbed his chin, kissing the side of his neck. He really wanted to push her off of him, which was rear, so he pulled her close, kissing the top of her head as he kept his eyes locked on the back of the omegas head.

He felt the tug on his shirt. He looked down at the small boy, who looked oddly familiar.

"Hi. I'm Tristian Chan! Nice to meet you!" he greeted stretching his tiny hand out.

Damien looked at him curiously, finding him oddly cute. He softly shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you Tristian. I'm Damien Callwell."

"Mr. Callwell thats my mommy, Mary, and my daddy, Trace. I love both the most in the whole wide world!"

Damien smiled, finding the kid to be adorable. 

"I also love my uncle Hinata! Alot. So the next time your hurt him or my dads feelings, I'm gonna have to hurt you ok?" he asked, a sharp edge to his voice. Mommy says if anyone ever hurts my loved one's I have to protect them. Ok twink?" he continued smiling, but a dangerous yellow irised wolves gaze contradicted his sweet demeanor. He smiled sweetly.

"Bye Mr.Callwell," he smirked waving, turning to run away. "Uncle Hinata, wait for me!"

Trace stared at his son, mouth wide open in shock.

Mary snickered, before grabbing his hand to pull him away to head to the middle of the field as well.

Rebecca's mouth was wide in shock. A feeling of dread washed over her; making her laugh nervously. "My! The Chan family are quite interesting! That little boy is so funny and brave."

Damien kept his mouth shut, shell shocked. He was almost 18 years old, but he had never feared anything as much as he did just now. He was embarassed to say, but his wolf had bowed at the challenge in the young boys eyes. His wolf never turned down a challenge.