“Leaving?” he asked.
“I have some things that need to be figured out, and I won’t be able to do that with Connor breathing down my neck,” Alex said. “Besides, he’s got his pride. If I stick around the asshole won’t let me hear the end of it.”
His father nodded and stepped closer to Alex. He winced with pain at each step and as Alex reached out to help him he was swatted away by the walking stick. After taking a second to steady himself at the bottom of the steps his father spoke.
“You’ve become strong, Son,” he said, “I wondered if you’d end up like her. And, you have. Your mother was the strongest and proudest woman I’d ever seen in my life and I was lucky to have her by my side,” he coughed into his hand, “I had a feeling you’d go down this road at some point. I saw the strength buried deep down inside you but you never let it out. I thought if I kept pushing you it would show.”
He laughed heartily before breaking down into a coughing fit. Alex reached out to help him but again was swatted away.
“I’m an old dog, and I’ve lived a good life. But, you…” he looked back and forth between Alex and Cynthia, “you look like you’re just about to start your own.”
Alex couldn’t keep himself in check any longer. Tears slowly streaked down his cheeks but still, he did his best to choke them away. He took his father in his arms and held him close.
“I’ll be back,” Alex said, “Before everything is done, I’ll be back.”
“And, I’ll be here waiting for you,” his father replied.
They hugged for a moment and Alex was glad to receive his affections. When they separated, Alex saw Cynthia waiting by the bike.
“You don’t have to come with me,” Alex said.
“You’re not going to keep me here,” she replied. Cynthia kissed him on the cheek. “I was born a biker girl anyway,” she said, “And I’m starting to get used to the fashion.”
I’ll say.
Alex swung his leg over the motorcycle. Cynthia joined him, her delicate hands clasped around his waist. The engine sputtered to life and with a final wave to his father, Alex started down the muddy driveway.
As they drove down the road, Alex couldn’t keep his mind off the fight he’d had with his alpha. Connor was blinded by rage. One day he’ll see.
Cynthia squeezed tighter around his waist, almost as if she could sense his distracted thoughts, and with that his mind was clear. He could always count on her. Together, they would figure out a way to end this war. He was sure of it.
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