"Imagine the Alphas' face when he realized you guys weren't home." Harold laughed. "I bet you are in big trouble this time Tyler. You can't keep doing things and expecting to get away with it." Harold said, laughing.

"Well what about the time you started a fight over a scrap of food that was between our borders? You couldn't sit for a week. HA!" Joseph laughed.

"Be mature you idiots." Elizabeth said. I quietly agreed. I wouldn't drop myself to Harold's level. Then he said something else that almost sparked my anger.

"Well how about the time that you guys went on a hunting patrol and returned with nothing in hand? That has to be worse. Instead you had been playing games and scaring all the food away."

"You mean like you're doing right now?" I demanded.

"Ooh. The Prince finally speaks up. Let's bow before him to encourage his sudden leadership."

"Well good luck when I do become Alpha. I'll give you more work than everybody else." I told him.

"And I will gladly take it because that would be a compliment."

"Unless you get to be so tired that you fall over dead because of exhaustion." Mathew objected.

"Well at least I get my-"

"Must you all act like children?" asked my father. We'd reached the camp. I cleared my throat and looked away, the others looked to the ground or somewhere else besides for him. Except for Elizabeth.

"I brought them home Sir."

"Yes I see that. Thank you. Go to sleep because Jonah is going to send you out on the morning patrol." She nodded and headed to bed. "Men. Look at me." We hesitantly looked to Ishaan and he was glaring at us. I couldn't hold his gaze for more than a second.

"What are you thinking? Bickering like children?"

"Well he started it." Joseph pointed at Harold. Mathew stiffened a laugh and just smiled at me. I almost returned it. I had to behave myself in front of the men anyway. Which with Harold was asking me to get down and surrender obedience to the Shitanai Alpha.

"I should expect better from ALL of you. Harold, Mathew, Tyler go stand against a tree. Joseph you're first." We obeyed as we were told.

"Why me first?" Joseph asked.

This was the equivalent to corner time in the wolf clans. Then I heard Mathew whisper to me. "Hey. Do you think that Harold is in as much trouble as us?"

"And why do you mind? You should be worried about what is going to happen to you." I told him.

We were in trouble anyway. Harold was probably going to get away with this but maybe not. Considering what Ishaan said. Speaking of which I heard the first swat of tonight. My ears were going to be begging to close, but I could not turn them on and off as I pleased.

I was going to have to learn to behave if I were to be Alpha. Just like my father before his father. The thing was that Harold was jealous about never being Alpha. I couldn't do as I threatened to do because it was mean and crude. The other wolves would consult me about it. The elders were popular for telling stories about The Great Previous Alphas. I used to listen to them all the time when I was younger.

"Mathew come here." Mathew whined but went to Ishaan while Joseph came to stand by me instead. I heard Mathews' start and tried to delve back into my thoughts. I would either be next or Harold would, considering my luck today I would. Sometimes it was better to be last and sometimes it was better to be first. It depended on how severe the crime and Fathers' mood.

"Joseph go to bed. You too Mathew. Harold come here."

Harold walked over with 'dignity' and then I was the last one to be here. I would either be getting worse than them or I would be getting a long lecture. I waited. I couldn't wait to get this over with. I KNEW now that I had disappointed my father greatly. Oh well. It was to be expected since the fact that bonfire night WAS TOMORROW NIGHT. But ours was tonight but usually we only take 30 minutes. This time we took longer because I was waiting for my son to come join us.

"Harold go to bed. Tyler. Come here." I was hesitant. I didn't want to face my father. 'Then stop misbehaving. Period.' Sure I hardly ever misbehaved but there were those few times. I was still 'learning' as my father called it.

"Tyler! Come here! Now!" I walked over to him and he spoke again. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"Yes Sir. I do."

"I WAS going to take you hunting. I would just tell you to stay in camp tomorrow but since tomorrow is Bonfire Night I will just leave you at home. I'll go hunting by myself. Why did you do it?"

"Father I have no honorable or excusable reason so you may punish me as you wish for I have no idea as to why I did it either."

"Oh. Don't worry. I will punish you as I wish. You will be spanked bare and then go to bed. In the morning you will go on the dawn patrol and when it is night you will attend the bonfire night but the next day another term on the dawn patrol. Then you will go to sleep early. Before the rest of us. Am I understood?"

"Father that-"

"DO NOT tell me that it isn't fair. Do you think it fair that I found you not in bed when I had asked you to go to bed? Do you think it fair that my child still sometimes acts like a child? Your ritual into werewolfdom was initiated because you had become mature. You know that do you not? Yet sometimes you break your ritual act."

"I am sorry Father." I said looking anywhere but at him. He pulled me over his lap and bared my bottom and began to pepper my behind with heavy smacks. I was to be lucky that the only one to punish me was my Father. Had the others still been teens or younger they would receive three spankings. I only ever received one. Of course that was why a Princes' punishment was three times as worse.

I was brought out of my musings by Father smacking my thighs now. I yelped at the sting. I didn't squirm of course because I was too old for that and he would discipline me harder for it. But it was easy because since I turned 20 he would do such anyway.

Soon I was trying to hold my tears back in fear that Harold might hear me. Though when I became Alpha I would have to deal with people like him anyway. Some Alphas were like him anyway. I was glad that he was not in line to be Alpha for if he were he would lead us to war over every piece of land and run out the humans. It would be a blood bath.

SMACK!

I yelped and jumped at the pain that smack had delivered. I was soon to be over any minute. I could feel tears spring to my eyes and I cried before I could stop myself and then it was too late. I couldn't stop the flow of tears down my face. In one way the others had it good and in some ways I had it good.

After a few more smacks he stopped and pulled my clothing back over my bottom and sat me on his lap. I cried silently on his shoulder and he rubbed my back. I knew that he was going to comfort me as much as possible right now because I slept in the den with the other warriors, adults. The teens, the adults and the Alpha were the only ones to ever go into battle. However the teenagers were still learning how to mature and when they turned 20 they would finally turn into full-fledged werewolves like my father and I. The Alpha Prince had special rituals though. I was too tired to think of anything more and just sat there with my father until he stood me up.

"Now my son it is time that you go and sleep in your bed. I will see you tomorrow morning. I need to go out and calm myself down and maybe get some hunting done. Maybe I'll catch a hare and we can enjoy it together." He said and smiled at me. I smiled back, hugged him and he kissed my cheek. I returned it before we headed our separate ways. I rubbed my bottom as I headed to bed.

"He didn't punish you too hard did he Tyler?" asked Ramansae. She had always had a childhood crush on me even if she knew I, as Prince, could never return her feelings even if I wanted to. I gave her a hug to assure her that I was just fine. She kissed my cheek, awfully close to my lips, and led me to my bed.

I got in and she tucked me in. I laughed and so did she. I turned over onto my stomach and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry that he did that."

"I deserved it Ramie." I whispered and she headed to her own bed as I drifted off to as much sleep as I was going to get.

(Hope you guys liked this chapter. I might consider giving him a spin off from these stories. It seems interesting to me. Though I don't exactly think I decide which stories I write but my audience does. After all I will need support to keep this type of story up and running. If you guys think I should make a spin off then I request what day it should start on. The next day? Next week? Or next month? And do keep in mind that it would only go for about until Tyler saves his clan, his father dies and Tyler gets turned into the second ever hybrid by Esther.)