{First published May 2016}

{Edited 6-19-2016}

Dedicated toShade_in_the_Shadow

For yelling at me. That was awesome. lol

|| How Dare I ||

}Dean{

Dean hangs back following the second and his ice queen out of the bedroom.

Ice queen. He'd never call Avery that to her face but in his own mind and thoughts- that is what she is. His queen who smells of winter and ice.

The second.

Kayden.

Looks back at him. Dean can't help but smirk at the young pup.

Dean's smile widens as Kayden turns back around, going down the stairs.

Dean has a sense of praise for the other wolf. Yes Kayden brings a sense of pride to Dean.

The boy was on the verge of wolfing out but he didn't. And that makes Dean feel more comfortable with letting Kayden take the lead.

Kayden calms her. That makes Dean very happy and lets him smother his protective instincts easier when Avery is calm.

As for there supposed guests. They are in for a rude awaking. A silent snarl forms on Deans mouth. How dare they think they can just come in and take what is his.

Dean's bares his teeth in a smile. He can't help it, imagining the looks on their faces will be priceless.

Dean finally remembers his life before fur and teeth. Before he finally let the rage sweep him away. He was tired at that time. Tired of the politics and the greedy hands. Tired of fighting off the rage and oh so tired of being lonely.

He came here to the Blackwell land's knowing Jeff's great great grandfather. Ben Blackwell.

Ben and Dean where good friends and allies in another time. Another place.

Time. It flown by him faster than he thought.

He wonders if they know what is in their home. He thinks not. And for some reason it brings a hint of guilt with it.

Why?

Is it because of his mate, Avery or has he gone soft.

Kayden's snarl brings Dean out of his musings.

Ah the pup was caught off guard.

Dean tilts his head watching the shaggy hair boy tighten his arms around Avery. He's a blubbering crying mess.

What did the boy do?

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." The boy mumbles and cries hugging tightly to Avery. A low growl comes to the for front of Deans mouth but he holds it tight as he watches the boy place a peck of a kiss on Avery's forehead and flees the kitchen, nearly running through the sliding glass doors with the wolf Avery doesn't care for at his heels.

Avery looks like a deer knowing it's caught, fear blazing in her eyes. Dean tenses getting ready to step forward when she turns to Kayden.

"What was that?" Avery whispers looking out the door, towards the trees where the boy disappeared.

yes, what does the boy have to feel sorry for?

Kayden moves to her and wraps his arms around her small body. A sigh comes from him as Avery wraps her arms around him.

Dean looks at them curiously. He wonders if he will ever be able to bring that sense of calm to Avery.

"I don't know." Kayden says softly kissing the top of her head, Dean watches as Kayden's nose flares inhaling Avery's cold scent.

It's such a soothing smell. Their mate.

A clearing throat has Kayden looking at his brother standing at the other door out of the kitchen. Dean watches the boy too, who shifts from foot to foot. What a timid wolf to be a brother to an alpha.

Dean follows Avery and Kayden into a serving room and out into the hall way.

Kayden's lips raise in a silent snarl. Dean smiles. Finally the boy smells the others. Does he realize the threat for what it is?

They move through the door way Dean backing off to lean up against the wall as all eyes are on Avery and Kayden.

Jeff is standing right in the middle of the room as a buffer. Like that would matter.

Dean lifts his lips up at the two wolves setting by the widow. Guards of the six. The Crown wrapped around the the red paw on their shirts has stayed the same. His symbol, how dare they keep it after he left. That is his blood right not theirs.

Dean looks to Kayden having felt a small spark of fear. Dean sees Kayden tighten his grip on Avery.

Very good.

"Kayden. Avery." A familiar voice pulls Deans copper eyes to the far wall. Loral. No longer a lowly guard it seems. Dean's teeth sharpens. He never did like the scheming liar and now it seems he schemed his way into some power.

Loral's hair has greyed with age and he's traded his guard uniforms for robes. None sense those robes are, Dean never did like them.

Loral steps forward a greedy light shinning in his eyes.

"Well, Well, It seems you have been keeping secrets Jeff." The old wolf smiles never looking away from Avery, devouring her with his eyes.

"No Sire, this has happened after you where notified of Avery." Jeff bows slightly.

Fool. No Blackwell should bow down to a Ram. How the times have changed.

The old wolf just grins stepping forward an old hand out stretched towards Avery. Kayden snarls pulling Avery behind him. Dean moves a up a step.

"Control your pack mate." The man snarls his eyes flashing yellow.

"Kayden stand down." Jeff commands.

Dean smiles as Jeff tries to use his Alpha pull on Kayden. It won't work. Kayden is no longer tied to Jeff through pack bond. Only Avery has that kind of control now.

Jeff looks at Kayden with a splashes of surprise and worry.

Kayden smiles now. An evil crude smile. What did Jeff ever do to Kayden to get such a smile out of the boy.

"Come now Kayden. Sire Loral just wants to meet her. You know I would never let anything happen to her." Jeff says trying a different route.

Will the boy step up or will he bend down to what he's always known.

Sire Loral snarls releasing a gust of Alpha power. "You will step aside now boy." The older man snarls. Only to be shut out with a more powerful blast of wild magic coming from the back wall. Dean's had enough. He will not let these fools upset Avery any longer.

"Tusk tusk tusk." Dean says his tongue clicking, stalking forward in nothing but those black shorts, standing at Avery's side. She smells heavenly even with the fear tinting her scent.

"You have no power here old man." Dean says with that smirk.

He watches Loral mouth gap open and then turns into a snarl. The man steps forward to releases another blast of power that does nothing to the three.

Dean snarls his teeth shinning in the light. "No power." He taunts moving forward taking great glee in seeing fear in the old man.

"How dare you?" Loral stutters.

"How dare I. Yes." Dean chuckles moving closer still.

Dean twists around a vicious growl knocking the guards to their knees as they tired to sneak up behind him. The guards bow, dropping to their knees and whimper heads titled, giving Dean their neck. A sign of respect to the more powerful wolf.

Dean laughs again never feeling this free in long time. He turns back to Loral who's on his knees, a sneer covering his face.

"Now this is how everything is going to work." Dean says a growl ending on each word. "You will leave. At a time that we deem necessary we will come to court. Until then, I do not want to hear or smell any of the court here or around Blackwell. Do you under stand." Dean snarls.

"Yes." Loral bits out.

Dean watches him and the two guards climb to their feet and leave the house. Only when he feels them pass the boundary line does he move.

He goes to Avery first wrapping his arms around her small frame. "No fear." He says to her kissing her cheek.

"It seems you and everyone else is in need of a history lesson sweet." Dean says smiling down at Avery, who looks up at him with her ice blue eyes wide and confused.

"Yes." Jeff clears his throat. "I say we do." He says looking at Dean with fear.

Dean nods his head leading them out of the room and towards the kitchen. Lunch would go wonderful with a story.

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