Epilogue.
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I decided to not carry on with the second Arc. I apologize to anyone who was looking out for it. This chapter will offer some sort of closure for all those who were wondering what in the world happened to Jackson after becoming an Alpha.
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Jackson lay with his head in Bentley's lap; a textbook propped up on his stomach while his soul bond was reading work from his tablet. It was pack night at the Whittmore's so Jackson's' living room was full of a wide assortment of creatures. Bentley's hand carded through his hair almost absently but Jackson knew that it was Bentley's way of assuring himself that Jackson was still his. Jackson had been on a date with Tiana the day before which ended up the usual way their dates ended up; with rough hot sessions but it never changed the way that Jackson felt about Bentley because they were made for each other; life essence bonded and all; he could read the boy's mind for crying out loud. He was lucky that Tiana, being a werewolf also, was completely understanding about the soul bond thing; that she wasn't going to be everything to Jackson but they still had a strong connection and their relationship was growing. With each trial they had to through as a couple made them love each other more. It was a nice change to the way Jackson's relationships previously were and he totally welcomed it. He was seriously thinking about going long term with Tiana as long as she would have him. Jackson glanced up at Bentley. But even if she didn't, it wouldn't really matter. It would hurt for sure but once he had Bentley, he could face anything. Jackson sent a mental message to Bentley and grinned when he saw the smile that lit up Bentley's face before Bentley replied to it.
He heard his mother smother a laugh and turned his head to see Marcus and John in their wolf forms, vying for his mother's attention. They didn't look like what wolves would look like, in fact it was downright terrifying; massive, blunt headed beasts with wide heavily fanged jowls, glowing eyes, and claws that made their wolfed out forms look pathetic. The first time they made the full change; no one really knew what to do or how to control them. And it just had to happen in the middle of that whole mess with the Vampire Siths; where the Vampires were trying to aggravate Jackson too see how powerful he was and Jackson was trying to find a truce and not kill out the Blood Suckers, not matter how much he really wanted to. Marcus and John managed to kill out a good number of vampires before they changed back and then that had caused further problems with their already hostile relationship with the Vampires. Surprisingly it was his mother, which calmed them down the second time it happened; thankfully on a pack night and since then she has been claimed as theirs. The mess with the Vampires managed to be settled due to the fact that one of their strongest Vampire Lords got the hots for one of Jackson's wolves; who turned out to not mind being with a five hundred year old man. Love seems to really conquer all, even the age old wars between the Undead and the Cursed. The Vampires as least now have a tentative truce due the fact that Garth has announced his engagement to Felix and Felix accepted. Jackson threatened to kill every Vampire if Felix was ever hurt in anyway and Garth promised to help him. They had shook on it, bared fangs at each other and then Jackson allowed them on their first date without supervision.
Bentley sent him a mental nudge and Jackson looked to see Misha, their resident goblin slowly fade into view. Jackson sent a grin and a soft nudge along the pack bond. The goblin startled and then gave Jackson a slow but sweet smile before it allowed itself to be coaxed into its true state where its skin was green, eyes were a cold light blue and its hands ended in long, pointy black claws. This was major progress from the first time that they met Misha when Mariah was trying to manipulate Jackson into doing her bidding. Jackson was having a hard time going up against the highly experienced Druid; eventually had to call Deaton for advice and stumbled up Misha who turned out to be their trump card. Misha was as mischievous and devious as Goblins were but had had such a terrible time over the last escapade that the Goblin would not even appear visible at all. Jackson offered it protection in return for its help and discovered that Goblins had a way to form a bond with others and so Jackson gained a Goblin in his pack. Then began the long and arduous process of rehabilitating a Goblin suffering from PTSD. Jackson watched as Misha let its claws grow out, look around furtively then relax as its pack mates whooped with joy and then settled to snuggle with it. Misha, it was found loved snuggles and no one denied it.
Shouting and roaring echoed from the television where the rest of his pack was gathered, playing videos games. Jackson's father was pretending to be the voice of reason but was actually enjoying the madness that his adopted son brought into their lives. Jackson felt a stab of pain and happiness. The hurt of being rejected by his parents after he killed Thomas and the months of not speaking to him following his release from hospital still hurt him. He understood that they had trouble accepting what he did and he was trying to not hold any resentment against them since they were trying hard to accept what and who he had become. The fact that they allowed the pack night to be at home was a big deal and Jackson let them know how much he appreciated it. Still his situation was a hundred times better than Bentley's one. Mr. Hawke was still in denial about his son and had begun to neglect him, which was the reason why Bentley had an apartment that Jackson was paying the rent for while Bentley took care of his own expenses. In normal relationships there would have been a problem but they were soul bonds and knew each other to a depth that could be considered unhealthy. And since Jackson spent a lot of time over there as well and some pack nights were held there it made the situation a lot better.
Then there was a knock on the door and his mother along with her two wolves went to answer it. A few seconds later Angelo came in with bags of stuff and an apologetic look on his face. Jackson sighed and with just one pulse along the pack bond his wolves were assembled in less than five minutes. Angelo gave him an approving raise of the eyebrows before giving them his famous opening line before the delivering the news that would most likely have them all working a supernatural incident for the next few weeks.
"So I brought food…"
Jackson smiled back and answered with his own.
"So how may we help the Alpha of London?"
