Nicolai helped the others settle down. Surprisingly the pack house was very huge inside and the walls were completely made up of very thick metals. Even though it was covered with pretty wallpaper it still didn't make it better.
'I could just imagine house hot this place will be in summer. Wait, do we have a hot summer here?'
The six months he loved here he only experienced the pleasant temperature. It was slightly hot in the afternoon and in the evening it became very pleasant and sometimes it even rained.
Walking through the corridor he suddenly noticed something. It was a painting. It was rue's
His best friend looked much older. She looked about forty years old. Her age lines were clearlly painted.
"It's sister," Dylan whispered gently caressing the glass frame. "she was the best...she raised me single-handedly, taught me everything,"
"She looks... sad.." Nicolai looked away. The woman in the painting was his friend, but she had already lost her smile. She looked so astride. Even her eyes had lost its shine.
"She.. she was sad..." Dylan mumbled. "the day I was born we lost our mother... and the next day.. You were gone and so was my father," he said, fidgeting with his thumb.
Nicolai glanced at him. "What happened to alpha Lowe?"
"He hung himself." Dylan coldly said and walked ahead of him. "the rooms have been arranged for everyone. The first floor is fully yours. I even had someone paint the kids' room in bright colors," he opened the rooms and showed it to him.
They were all spacious and sparsely decorated. The children's room was painted blue and pink and the other room was simply decorated with the same old beige wallpaper.
"This is your room." Dylan opened the door close to the end of the corridor. It looks similar to the other room.
Nicolai blankly looked inside. His mind was still racing with the thought of alpha Lowe. The last he saw him the burly man was always haughty and mighty... to think he would hang himself..
'it must have been the loss of his mate... is it that gruesome...' he had only hard stories. But he had never experienced that mate bond. Since he had not made Dylan his beloved, he did not feel the anguish of their separation.
'What did Dylan experience....'
"Nico," Dylan cheerfully smiled down at him. "is everything okay? Do you want a cup of water?"
"n-no I'm good. Thanks for arranging this. Please show me the study. I have to get to work," he cleared his throat.
Dylan's smile diminished slightly. "Yes. It's this way."
The study was on the same floor at the end of the corridor. He opened the huge mahogany door.
The study was well lit with two huge windows on both sides.
Nicolai paused. This was the room he infiltrated this pack house. "This is a study?"
He glanced around. There were shelves full of files and documents littered the table. To the side, there was a bed that was clearly used. "Where is your bedroom?"
"ah.. that..." he sheepishly smiled.
"Do you sleep here?"
Dylan nodded glancing at his feet. "Yeah.. I don't get much sleep, anyway. So I just crash here...."
Nicolai awkwardly nodded. "I'm going to be taking over this study from now on where will you be sleeping...."
Dylan suddenly smiled widely. "Your room?"
"No!"
"Fine.. I'll let them prepare another room for myself.." he grumbled.
Nicolai carefully collected all the documents and stacked them up. "Call Killian. I have orders for him that needs to be executed as soon as possible,"
Dylan stood there hesitating.
"What?"
"Y-yeah sure." He walked out of the room and closed the door after him.
Nicolai let out a loud sigh and held the table to steady himself. This whole room was filled with the scent of cedar wood. "This is going to be tough.." he opened up the windows.
Glancing at the small tree house opposite one of the windows he chuckled. "I wonder if all of our stuff is still there... who am I kidding? It's been thousand years. Even paper would have turned to dust..." he talked to himself.
On his hindsight, he noticed the door open behind him and Killian walked in along with Dylan.
"Luna. You called for me,"
"I need to meet with all the alphas to inform the change of powers. Please make sure to arrange it," he glanced back.
Killian just opened his mouth and closed it.
"Did I say anything weird, mister Killian?"
"no... It's just... can I give a suggestion?"
"I'm all ears." He sat down on the chair and gestured for him to sit down as well.
Dylan awkwardly stood there.
"Sit down, you're distracting me,"
Smirking, he sat down next to Killian.
"What is this amazing suggestion?" he sarcastically glanced at him.
Killian cleared his throat and continued. "luna, if you take over the pack just like that it might cause another war." He paused, letting the words sink in.
Nico frowned deeply. "Explain,"
"the alpha king's position has been established for thousands of years. Even though he might be lacking here and there he fills it up in his image. The other alphas fear him. That fear keeps them from causing trouble."
Nico felt his eyes twitch. 'Ahhh this is so annoying.. we are coming back to this now...'
"if you take the position so suddenly the other alpha might try to usurp you."
Nicolai tapped on the table softly. "So what do you suggest, hmm?"
"Take time to get more involved in the pack. Everyone here only respects you because you are the alpha king's mate. Create an identity for yourself. Show them your qualities. Show them you can do it before you take the position."
The tapping finger stopped. "You're kidding me...."
"I'm not kidding. If you take the position right now, so many wolves will revolt and they will kill you."
Dylan growled loudly.
"Even with the alpha king here, they will not stop. What they fear is not him but his position. To hold that position, you have to show that you have that power. Wait, a bit longer luna consolidate your position. This is my suggestion."
Nicolai silently leaned back in the chair.
What Killian suggestion was very reasonable. "I'll think about your suggestion then... right now help me with these documents,"
"Definitely.."