Dallas’ p.o.v.
Six months later
I took my time to travel to Scarlet Crescent Pack. I needed time to myself, and I wanted to take time to write down all the questions I have had for years.
I arrived at my destination after traveling for almost a week.
Charna enjoyed running around in unknown territory and neither one of us feel sorry for ourselves.
It is almost as if there never was a bond between me and Nico, no pain after he accepted our rejection and no sense of loss for us.
I arrived at Scarlet Crescent Pack in the early morning, and I am glad that I had the letter from the Elders printed; it saved a lot of trouble at the gate.
A Squad Captain was waiting for me at the main building, the building that houses the Elders and where I will get my education.
I was given a schedule for the first week and then he showed me the territory we were staying in.
We might live within Scarlet Crescent territory, but we can’t enter the territory that surrounds the Palace. At least not with permission from the Elders or at the request of the King.
I had the rest of the day off, and I used it to get settled in; my room is on the top floor of building A. It is a hell of a lot bigger than my room back home and I even have a small balcony.
I placed my laptop on the desk next to the balcony door, I unpacked my suitcases and then I went looking for some breakfast.
My first real day with the Elders consisted of tests to establish the level of my knowledge of Laws and my skill level in fighting.
I aced every test they gave me, and that left the Elders with a challenge: where do you place someone who hardly needs basic training?
After consulting with the Squad Captains, I was assigned to one of the Squads and a costume made study plan was devised.
My studies were more focused on Pack-laws and the consequences they could have for a Pack. It was something I wasn’t taught in Shadow Valley Pack; I didn’t even know that an Alpha could make his own Laws within his territory.
Those Laws can’t be breaking our main Laws; they are usually a stricter version of our main Laws, and I was going to need to learn all of them.
I found a few surprises along the way, and I actually enjoyed my studies; they were very educational.
Today, I will become a fully pledged member of Captain Jordan’s Squad, and I will be allowed to go on missions with the Squad; my main priority is to make sure we know the Pack-laws of the territories we get sent to.
“Good morning, Dallas.” Captain Jordan says as I walk into the living room of our Squad house.
The other Squad members greet me with a smile or a wave and I walk over to the coffee machine to make myself a Latte.
Captain Jordan slides a file in my direction after I have taken a seat not far from him, and I reluctantly open it. I know what is in there and hate it whenever he hands me a file like this.
Captain Jordan was the first one who found out about my past; he had found me cussing and swearing at a phone that was lying on the desk in my room.
It was on my third day as a part of his Squad and I hadn’t come down yet, so he came looking for me. I had finally turned on the old phone with my sim card in it and I had many text and voice messages from my Father.
None of them were an apology for the way he had treated me. No, each of them was telling me that I was childish, selfish, and immature.
Captain Jordan took the phone from me, and once a month, I get a file on the type of messages I have gotten with the name of whoever left them for me.
My Father still leaves messages telling me I am being childish, selfish and immature. Nico is begging me to come back, to give him another chance and so do his parents. The only one that hasn’t reached out to me is Lucy and I hope she never does.
My eyes widen when I read a different message from my Father, and I hear Charna laughing in my head; I had completely forgotten about this.
“Something funny, Dallas?” I hear Captain Jordan ask and I need a minute before I can answer him.
“Sorry, but it is the last message from my Father.” I reply and I hear a few growls around me.
“I had forgotten that I had changed the password to the program for the Pack funds. I never informed anyone about it, and it slipped my mind that it is the annual fund meeting in a few days.” I explain, but apparently, I am not making any sense.
“Every Pack makes an annual budget for a variety of Pack-related issues; I have been making them since I turned fifteen, and my Father would pass them off as his own. He never needed access to the program, so he never needed the new password and now the only ones that can get access are Alpha Leon and his Mate.” I explain.
Captain Jordan has a dumbfounded look on his face and looking around; I can see he isn’t the only one.
“Can’t your Father ask Alpha Leon for the password?” I hear Elder Jensen ask.
“And tell Alpha Leon that he hasn’t done any of the financial tasks he was supposed to do?” I ask in return.
I hear almost everyone laughing around me, understanding that this would mean losing face for a Beta and no one would want to lose face in front of his Alpha.
“Besides, my Father would never admit that he was at fault. No matter the evidence against him.” I say.