POV - Kyas
I impatiently waited in my room for the shift. Papa had done as he said and given us our own room, but he made me make the choices in here. This was new. I never had a say in anything like that, aside from choosing which clothes of Elias' wear.
He made me choose the bed, the linens, the clothes I liked, the shoes, the wallpaper, the curtains. Everything. He let Chaos choose the things he liked, too. This room was...Mine. Mine and Chaos'. It was an odd feeling, our own space, just for us. Like we mattered, we were real.
Finally, the shift happened, and for the first time, I got to wear my own clothes in my own style. Black jeans, blue shirt, grey shoes, no silly stripes, designs, obnoxious color patterns, or brand names. Simple.
The anger was still on low boil. I marched down the hall to Elias' room and knocked.
"Go away, Kyas, I don't want to talk to you." He said.
"You told me to knock before I come in. This is me knocking." I said in a deceptively calm and quiet voice. I was not calm at all.
"That doesn't mean I have to open it, go away." He said behind the door.
"Open this door, Elias, or I'll knock it down, and you can tell Papa why you need a new door." I threatened.
"Ha! You wouldn't dare. Go away." He taunted.
I totally dared. I backed up and gave a hard kick to the bottom hinge and another just below the door knob. The door flew open, crooked on one hinge. Turns out, doing chores for an entire pack, constantly, for months, can add a few muscles, and fill a scrawny kid out a bit.
He stood by his bed, shocked. I advanced on him.
"Suck. It.? This is what you wrote on a grocery requisition form for the pack?" I asked.
"That's none of your business. It's alpha training work." He said in a superior tone.
"It's my business when my pack is about to go hungry, and my business when you tell my pack to Suck It, when it's your job to feed them." I countered.
"What am I supposed to do when I don't understand how to do something? I got frustrated because I couldn't do it right." He whined.
"You do your job, Elias! You ask for help! Did you even try to ask Alpha what to do?" I asked.
"How could I? He was too busy spending time with you and Chaos instead of me!" He shouted.
"So... you got jealous and decided that the pack would go hungry? Pack links work both ways. Did you push him so he could help?" I asked, the anger rising higher.
"No, I didn't bother, cause he was clearly busy with you! I knew you were going to do this, Kyas, as soon as he knew you were alive! I knew you were going to take him from me! You can't have him!" He shouted, accusing me.
I was surprised he couldn't feel the anger rising through our bond, but when I checked it, I found it black. It hadn't been that way before.
"Elias,"I said, deadly calm, "did you ever bother to wonder just what we do when we have 'fun' with dear old Papa?" I questioned.
"I don't need to, I can see you." He spat at me.
"Can you hear us?" I asked.
"Nooo," he said with a sneer. "I don't get that close. I wouldn't want to intrude on your precious Papa time."
I lost it.
The shift ticked forward once.
"Then let me show you all of our FUN!" I shouted. I grabbed a chair from near his desk and set it in the middle of his room.
"Elias, SIT!" He moved to the chair and sat down.
"Elias, STAND!" He stood up, his eyes wide.
"Elias, MOVE!" He moved away from the chair.
"Elias, WALK!" he started walking across the room.
"Elias, STOP!" He stopped.
"Elias, TURN!" He turned.
"Kyas, you can't do this!" He shouted.
"Elias, QUIET!"
"Elias, OUT!" He walked out to the hallway.
"Elias, STOP!" He stopped.
"Elias, ROOM!" He came back in.
"Elias, STAY!" I finished.
"Is that Fun, Elias? Do you like that?"
He didn't answer.
"Answer Me!' I demanded.
"No!" He answered quickly.
"That's what we do! That's our punishment for making his choices for him. For keeping our promise to YOU! We get daily lessons in having no choice at all! That's what quality time with Alpha looks like for us. We don't go camping, we don't go fishing, we don't play a friendly game of catch. We go to school, we do chores for the pack until dinner, and we do THAT until we are commanded to stay in our room. Every. Single. Day. If you want in on that, I'm sure he'll be happy to let you join us!" I shouted in his face.
"I didn't know that." He said, looking shocked.
"Of course you didn't! You cut everyone off without bothering to ask anyone! You cut Ethos off from the pack, KNOWING he needs that, he TOLD you he did, that we all do! You blocked everything and everyone out so you can wallow in jealousy and resentment. I didn't take Papa from you. When we see him, we run the other way! There's no disobeying an Alpha command, Elias! He makes us do it! I handed your precious Papa to you on a silver platter for FIVE YEARS, Elias, and we pay the price for that Every Fucking Day! He's MY Papa too, and I Never get what you did!" I yelled.
I turned away from him, trying to calm down before I seriously hurt him. Bonds... look at the bonds. See the colors, love the colors. Slowly I calmed down.
I turned back to him, and found him out of the chair, standing beside it, silently watching me, wide eyed.
"Look," I said in a firm tone. "If you wanna wallow in jealousy like a selfish bastard, you go right ahead. You wanna cut yourself and Ethos off from everything, I can't stop you, knock yourself out." I said.
The shift ticked forward again.
I walked to him slowly, deliberately. He backed up to the wall. I slapped my hand to the wall, inches from his head like Papa had done.
"But if you ever, put your petty, selfish, jealousy before this pack again, put them in danger, of starving like this time, or in any other way, I will hunt you down, and beat your fucking ass so bad the hospital will need months to fix what I've done. If they can fix it at all. Are we clear?" The threat in my tone was deadly serious. I meant every word.
"Y-Yes." He stammered.
"How clear?" I asked.
"Crystal." He responded.
"Good," I said, and stepped back. "Don't fuck with my pack again, Elias. "
The shift ticked all the way back.
I left him there against the wall, and slammed his broken door behind me, breaking it worse. I didn't care. I stomped down the stairs and out the the door.
'Where are we going?' Chaos asked.
'I need a human run, before I go back up there and still kick his ass.' I said.
'Go for it.' He said, and I did.