The burial of Michael and his Luna hit everyone deeply. He was known as The Man without Shame, The Gladiator of his time, and The Keeper of Peace. Yet everyone believed he died of natural cause. A stroke the pack doctor had informed Cain.
Michael the one man everyone feared was now dead. To everyone it was a shock, but deep in Cain's heart he knew there had to be more something didn't seem right.
"He died of a stroke and your mother died of a broke heart and soul. I hate to tell you this Cain but your father was dieing of Lung Cancer before this, I'm so sorry." The pack doctor whimpered, bowing his head he took his leave.
Cain sat on the now empty bed where his father had died. A stroke? No my old man was stronger then that. "Cain...my son," his fathers last words replayed in his head. The tone his father used was panic and loving. Father Cain looked up running his hands threw his hair What did your last words mean....
Cain put his head in his hands and hung his head low between his leg. I'm lost with out you father, I'm lost. He sighed heavily, opening his hands leaving gaps between his fingers. He saw something shinning on the floor. He cocked his head, and shifted so now he looked between his legs at the object. Slowly he bent down to pick it up.
A silver chain, with a gold ring. My fathers, he stared at it confused as to why it was on the floor of all places. He knew since the time the once Luna had given to his father had had always worn it not once taking it off. Michael was supposed to have been buried with It. Cain held the ring by the thin silver chain, what are you doing out and not with my father? with his other free hand he grasp the ring.
There was a shock the moment Cain touched the ring, his palm and fingers tingled as he blinked confused by the sensation. Surprised filled him when he opened his eyes, he was now standing in the doorway of his fathers room. Michael lay in bed and Brandon at his feet. They spoke in hushed tones, as Cain watched.
"Father!" Cain tried to take a step but was immobile and stilled in his spot. He looked up and watched the scene play out. This isn't happening. What is this? He looked around the room trying to make sense of everything around him.
Brandon fixed the pillow under Michael, then grabbed the next and-.
"No!" Cain tried to move again but couldn't. He struggled against this force that kept him in place. "Damn it no! Father!"
All he could do was watch his father die at the hands of Brandon. Rage filled Cain, his blooded boiled as he watched the murder of his father, and he couldn't do anything. He killed my father!... He killed my father!! His own Alpha! The scene before him faded out to black Cain shook with rage, shutting his eyes tightly, to open them up again and find him self on the bed once again in his original spot.
Looking around he stood up, exiting the room in a huff. He's going to die for this! He growled the whole way, taking off in a sprint down the stairs to his fathers office now Brandon's office. He came to the heavy wooden doors threw them open. "BRANDON!"
Brandon stood up, his face showed surprised that Cain has entered without knocking.
"Cain? Are you-" He tried to speak but was cut off by Cain.
"You did it!" He pointed a finger at Brandon, trying to catch his breath Cain began to speak. "You...it was all you."
Brandon still confused walked around the desk that was once Michaels, and stood in front of Cain. Watching the man who killed his father taking everything he had, trying to become him, made Cain even more upset. He shook barley keeping his wolf at bay.
"Cain I don't-" Brandon was cut off again.
"You killed him." Cain held out the necklace to Brandon. "You Killed My Father!!!" With that Cain couldn't take it or hold his control any longer. He shifted right in front of Brandon and attacked him.
Now Cain maybe a few years younger then Brandon, 30 to be exact. Brandon had been 5 years younger then Michael, but since Brandon held the Alpha tittle not Cain, Cain's wolf was much smaller in size. His Brown wolf with a silver back, was nothing compared to Brandons white wolf with black patches. Cain wasn't a fighter, and with grief thick in his soul it made him clumsy and predictable.
Brandon, using his legs tossed Cain off him, who landed on the opposite side of the room.
So you found out, How? -Brandon
Cain was too enraged to respond to the Alpha bond. He was going to rip Brandon's throat out for what he did. With all the strength he could muster Cain charged Brandon, but he didn't get far when four body's surrounded him.
"You think you won this pup. You can't hurt me, your weaker then me." Brandon threw in his face. In fact Cain was weaker, and the strength he had was just coming from the rage he felt. Cain shifted back now standing fully naked in front of Brandon.
"You kill my father, all for what some Alpha tittle?" Cain lunged forward but the men stopped him, dropping him to his knees with his hands behind his head.
"Your father wanted to hand everything over to you. But look at you. Weak, pathetic if you had become Alpha this whole pack would have broken apart." He spat in Cain's face.
He was right, Cain wasn't fit to lead he was broken. But that still wasn't an excuse to kill his father.
Brandon stepped in front of Cain, lifting his head with two fingers under his chin to look at him. "You have two choices her pup. You either stay with me, become my beta, regardless your thoughts and strength are still needed here in this pack. Or...I kill you now, along with your mate."
Cain looked up to Brandon with eyes wide, he wasn't serious was he? But he was, Brandon killed Michael he sure Brandon had no soul and would kill Cain and his mate.
Cain sagged while being held by the men, men he thought were once loyal to his father, and now loyal to Brandon.
With a heavy heart of a broken man not knowing what else to do. "Yes....Alpha...I'll be your Beta. I Cain Martine accept the position of Beta under the rule of Alpha Brandon Heart."
Brandon smiled, "That's a good boy. Don't breath a word of this to anyone do you hear me? The moment you speak or even thing of this. You and your mate will be gone." The Alpha tone was strong in his voice. Cain hung his head in defeat and shame.
"Yes....Alpha."
"Good now, go take some time to relax, focus on your family." Brandon gave a quick nod and the men released their hold on Cain. "Think of it this way. One day everything will be right in the world." With that Brandon left the office leaving Cain to shrivel on the floor.
He lost his born given tittle, he was down sized, then the life of his mate and his own life was threated. He was a broken man with nothing to his name.