Wanted by the Alpha King's Son

Chapter 3.

Shaun's POV

"It's disgusting!"

I think to myself as I storm out of the hall. I really don't need to watch any more of the madness my pack calls tradition.

Who in their right mind promises their newborn daughter to some old guy anyways?

I come to a stop at the Town Hall Gardens and take a deep breath. I undo my hair and run my fingers through it.

I like the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair. It makes me feel free and wild. The way a wolf is supposed to feel. Not bound by nonsense like tradition and pack law.

I sigh deeply as I think of Emma. She really did look stunning tonight and I really wanted to tell her so.

Unfortunately my bastard of a father kept her all to himself the entire night. That's just the way he likes it. He doesn't see Emma as a person. He sees her as something he now owns.

Emma deserves so much better.

She is wonderful. Smart and funny and kind and witty.

Qualities my father will never appreciate in a mate. He wants someone he can controll. A puppet.

I think I loved Emma the first time I saw her. I have always been drawn to her for some reason and were it not for her I would have left this pack and my father a long time ago.

Sure the pack adores my father. They think that he is wonderful and charming and he makes them believe that he always has their best interest at heart.

Of course it doesn't hurt that he's filthy rich and not at all shy about spending his money.

I walk over to one of the picknick tables nearby and sit down. I can feel the anger and frustration towards my father start to rise up again.

If the pack knew him like I did they would not think so highly of him.

I spend almost every waking moment with him and I know the real Joseph. He is a cruel and violent man that always needs to be in control.

I saw the way he treated my mother. Always talking down to her, making her feel like crap and controling every aspect of her life, what she did, where she went, what she wore. Eventually my mother was only a shadow of a person. Untill one day, something changed in her. She seemed stronger, more determined.

Unfortunately that did not last very long as she died a few days later.

Tragic car accident is what my father called it. I wasn't so sure about that. It was too much of a coincidence.

I sigh deeply again as I run my hand through my hair. I miss my mother very much but I am glad that she is atleast free of Joseph.

After her death he directed all his anger at me. Abused me verbally and physically. Always telling me that I'm nothing and that if he had his way I would never be the Alpha of this pack.

Oh, sure in front of other people we are the picture of a perfect family. Close as a father and his son could be. Behind closed doors, I go back to being a worthless waste of space.

As a small boy I believed everything that he said to me and even started to believe that I somehow deserved the beatings.

When I got older and smarter however, I realised that he was nothing more than a coward and a bully, picking on those weaker than himself.

Luckily I also grew stronger and the next time he raised a hand at me I knocked him on his ass and told him that I won't be his punching bag anymore.

The look on his face gave me so much satisfaction and since that day, he basically just pretends that I don't exist. Suites me better really.

I lie back on the bench and look up at the night sky. It is a beautiful night and should be spent a hell of a lot better than being angry at Joseph and yearning for a girl that I can never have.

Living in a house with my father and Emma won't be easy, that much I know but there is no way on God's green earth that I will ever leave her to fend for herself against him.

At least I'll be able to keep him in check if I'm there.

Emma really had no idea what she was getting herself in too. How could she? The rest of the pack only ever saw what Joseph wanted them to see. Sure, I could try to expose him, but he has the pack so wrapped around his finger that I would only seem petty and jealous, and then he would finally have the perfect excuse to shun me from the pack.

I hate it, but I won't be giving him the satisfaction any time soon.

I also won't leave Emma.

Why did life have to be so complicated?

I sit up at the sound of laughter behind me.

Two young wolves looking for some privacy.

They left the door to the hall open and through it I can see my father talking and laughing. He looks so smug. I would love nothing more than to wipe that look off of his face. Next to him, I can see Emma. She looks so uncomfortable.

Better get used to it, Emma. This is what the rest of your life is going to be like. Endless parties that celebrate him and all you ever get to do is make him look good.

I turn my back to the door. I can't stand seeing her with him. I guess I also have to get used to it.

I scoff loudly and get up off the bench. I need to move. I need to think.

There has to be a way to remove my father from power.

Lately, he has been acting even more shady than usual and he has regular meetings with the Lycan King.

Wolves and Lycans aren't exactly best of friends and generally don't have much to discuss.

Lycans have been known to be caught up in all sorts of illegal stuff, such as drugs. I have no idea what my father has to do with them, but I really hope that he does not get this pack involved in any criminal activity.

I have tried to find out what's been going on between my father and the Lycan King but they are very careful about when and where they meet so it has been difficult.

I have a terrible feeling about it all.

And now Emma is in the middle of it all. If anything happens to her, I will make Joseph regret the day he took her as his bride.

I will do whatever I can to keep her safe.

I stop as I reach my front door. I sigh again before opening it and walking in. The house was quiet and I am thankful. At least I'll have the place to myself for the rest of the night. Joseph won't be coming home after the engagement party. He'll probably go looking for another party somewhere else.

My father is not a loyal man and poor Emma won't be the only woman in his life. Sure she'll be the only one he takes out in public but there are plenty of others that he uses for a good time.

I can feel myself start to get angry again.

Maybe I could tell Emma all of this stuff and then maybe she'll leave him.

But what would happen to her and her parents if she did? Would they all end up like my mother? Did my mother try to leave him and that's why he killed her?

I need to take a cold shower. I need to calm down. I have to find a way to get Emma out of this.