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AJ Carter (imjustaman) wrote in darkdividerpg,

AJ had a grip on his wolf for now. It wasn't like he'd ever really been sheltered from the snarling and sniping that went on regularly in the pack. His experience as a cursed were was unique, since he'd been completely integrated (and mostly accepted) as a member of the pack. He was protected, but he'd seen this kind of thing as both a man and wolf. Not to mention there were three people in arms' reach who could activate his tattoo and at least a dozen more in shouting distance. Nobody was going to let him lose control.

Olly knew this was coming. The younger males had been reluctant to challenge Jack out of tradition. Fighting females for any reason was considered universally dishonorable by most male wolves. Besides, most of them wanted to mate with Jack, not fight her. For that, they needed Olly's position, not hers. Kevin would be the first younger male who challenged her directly, if he took up her challenge.

Kevin was clearly not keen to the idea. "What kind of male lets his mate fight his battles for him?" he spat at AJ, who visibly bristled. Olly shot Luke a look down the table. He could put out the huge cursed wolf with a couple of words, but that was a last resort. It would be much better if AJ didn't lose control.

"Are you challenging her or not, Lewis?" Olly demanded. "She's your alpha. You don't like her decisions, you take it up with her. If not, fucking sit down and shut up."

Kevin's angry yellow eyes snapped to Jack's brother. "Nice how you only play by the rules when they work the way you want, McCreary," he snarled back. Jack had been a good, traditional wolf before she let her damn brother back into her confidence. Now she was doing crazy shit left and right. It made a body wonder just how much influence the less traditional twin had over his sister or if he was using magic to control her. Everybody knew he used it to win fights.

"Fine," he growled. "I'm challenging you. Somebody's gotta stop this insanity." Cracking his neck, he leveled a yellow eyed gaze at the she-wolf. "I'm not old and slow like my dad. You really think you can beat me?"

AJ growled. Part of him was raring to accept the challenge thrown at him. He knew on an instinctual level it was the only way to get respect. He urge to defend his mate was strong. But he also knew the risks weren't worth it and Jack could easily handle Kevin as she had his father. He forced himself to relax, taking several deep breaths. He wasn't sitting down until somebody told him to, just to show the guy he wasn't afraid of him. If anything, AJ was afraid of killing him if the guy pushed him too far.