like father like daughter.

Matt looked at Brian as he cut into his steak, taking a bite of it as he mulled over the idea in his head. He finished chewing, licking over his lips. "Maybe they have the right idea," he said. He honestly didn't see why they had to live in this idea where men were so much superior than women. But he knew it would take a long time and a lot of effort to change the guys' minds about that. He would be the first to admit that he used to be the same way, but once he'd realized he was in love with Sabrina, Hazel's mother, and he watched her give birth to the first of their children, that's when he realized that maybe old traditions weren't really acceptable anymore. That's why he'd treated women differently than the guys. He gave them more respect than the guys ever had. He wanted to change them for the better, but it was their lives and their families, even if it was his pack.

The dinner began to go more smoothly after this point, each of the men being a little more civil and reporting on how things were going for them, and on the things they were in charge of. Matt certainly was the most progressive of the bunch, and Hazel respected that a lot. She agreed with him that she didn't see why there was such a strong gender divide in roles within werewolf packs. As the dinner finished up, Hazel was having a better time, and enjoying the time she was getting to spend with her father. He truly was her favorite person.

After dinner, Matt led Hazel back to her room for the night, smiling at her. "I'm glad you joined us," he said. "Maybe next time they won't be so rude. And I'm sorry that they were. They just aren't used to respecting women, but hopefully I can make a change in that." He stepped close to her, sliding his arms around her and hugging her. He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, smiling as he pulled away. "Oh, I didn't have the chance to tell you, you look beautiful tonight." Not that she didn't all the time, but with that dress on, it just accentuated everything. "Goodnight, Hazel."

Hazel hugged her father tightly, enjoying his warm arms around her immensely. As they pulled away, she grinned up at him, blushing slightly at his complement. "Thank you, Daddy." As he began to go, she grabbed his wrist. "Do...do you think we could try to spend more time together? I know you're busy...but..." She gave a little sigh, "I really like spending time with you. I love you." She smiled back up at him, trying to make her eyes sweet, in a way she knew he wouldn't be able to resist.

Matt looked down at her, smiling. "I'm sure I could find some time," he said. "The boys are in training right now, but we could spend time together after dinner, I think. I'm free after dinner for a few hours. I don't typically go to sleep until eleven or twelve." He'd conditioned himself into only needing six hours of sleep a night ever since he was a teenager, that way he had more time during the day to get more done, as well as having a few moments to spare for some alone time in between. Sure, he probably needed more sleep, but he was surviving without any issue, so for now it was okay. Until he gained some serious health issues from it, he would continue to do so.

Hazel lit up, she hadn't realized that he did have this free time. And since dinner had just finished, that meant she could spend time with him. "Awesome! Can we now?" She would want to change first- the dress was uncomfortable, and she wanted to hang out comfortably. She wanted to show her dad the books she loved, and sit next to him and talk. She felt very special that he was taking time out of his day for her.

Matt chuckled and nodded his head. "Sure," he said. "If you'll allow me to change clothes first. These aren't the most comfortable." He smiled when she agreed. "I'll return in a few minutes, I promise." He shut her door and went to his room, walking in and changing into a pair of loose-fitting shorts that went down to his knees and an old tee shirt. He made his way back to her room and stood outside the door, knocking on it. He didn't want to accidentally walk in to find her changing her clothes. He knew the guys would have just walked right in regardless. They didn't care about or respect women's privacy like he did.

After her father left, Hazel changed into some comfortable leggings and a t-shirt. It was what she liked to wear lounging about, though the leggings showed off all the curves she had. She sat on the bed, and looked up when she heard the knock. "Come in Daddy!" she called, smiling. As he entered, she grinned, and noticed again that even in just comfortable clothes, he was very good looking. She patted the spot next to her on her bed, scooting over a little.

Matt smiled, shutting the door behind himself and walking over to her. He sat next to her on her bed, looking at her and biting his lip as he thought. "So, what do you want to talk about?" he asked curiously. He figured she had lots of things to talk about with him. Because really, up until today, he hadn't seen her all that much even though she definitely was his favorite daughter. He kind of missed when she was a little girl, because he'd missed out on a lot of her childhood, and now seeing her all grown up, it saddened him.

Hazel grinned, hugging him, and then grabbing the books next to her bed. "I guess, I wanted to show you the books I really like, and...I wanted to get to know you better." Putting the stack of books in her lap, she rested her head on his shoulder. "Honestly I think when I go to college I might get an English degree, I really like books." She looked up at him, smiling. "What's your favorite book?"

Matt smiled at her. He hadn't read a lot when he was a teenager, but as he got older, he got into books a lot more. "My favorite book is The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe," he said. "I also love The Outsider by H. P. Lovecraft. I'm big on thriller books. I've read pretty much all of Stephen King's collection, and I'm getting more shipped in soon to add to the library. I love a good mystery." He smiled at her. He figured her taste was much more different than his, so he figured he'd ask. "What about you? What kind of books do you like?"

"I love mysteries too!" Hazel exclaimed, "They're so fun to get into..I really love Agatha Christie. And I haven't read Stephen King, can I read some out of your library?" The next few hours was enjoyed greatly by the bowth of them, bonding over books they both loved, and in Hazel's opinion, it was some of the best times she'd ever had. Before they knew it, it was eleven at night, the time having felt like it had flown.

Matt smiled, looking at the time and sighing softly. "It's getting pretty late," he said. "I should probably get some rest now, but I'm glad we talked. You're very intelligent. And just so you know, you can take books out of my library whenever you want, as long as you return them when you're finished." He smiled at her and leaned over to kiss her temple before he got off her bed. "I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Hazel." He walked to her door, opening it and making to leave.

"Goodnight Dad..." Hazel said, yawning slightly as she realized how tired she was. Feeling happy, she got ready for bed, laying down and started to fall asleep. All of a sudden, she felt hands on her, dragging her out of the bed. Sleepy and shocked, she tried to speak, not realizing the danger she was in. A wet, foul smelling rag was forced over her nose and mouth, and before she knew what was even happening, she was asleep again, the two men carrying her out the window and away from the pack's property.

Matt laid down in his bed after pulling his shirt off, yawning and reaching over to set his alarm clock real quick. Once he had it set, he laid back and let out a small noise of approval at the comfort of his bed, almost instantly falling asleep. He slept all throughout the night, waking up at an early 6:30 to take a shower. He showered, shaved, got dressed and went downstairs to eat breakfast. He ate an apple and a bagel before he went out to the field. He started setting up a course that the boys would run as their training today after doing some warm-ups. As the day progressed, after warm-ups and then training, he went inside only to find Sabrina standing in his room waiting for him. He sighed softly. "What is it?" he asked.

"I heard that Hazel didn't show up to class today," Sabrina said. "I checked her room and she wasn't in there. I'm worried, Matt."

Matt frowned. "Okay, we'll find her," he said. "Have you looked anywhere else?"

Sabrina shook her head. "Not yet, I wanted to come to you first," she told him. "I can gather the girls and have them start checking around the building. She's never run away or done something like this. What if something bad happened to her?"

"Don't worry, Brina, we'll find her," Matt assured her. He left the room, beginning to search the house. The first place he thought she might be was the library, so he went there to look for her.

Brian searched the mansion, trying to find Matt. He was worried. Some of their scouts had apparently sighted some enemy wolves on their land last night- they hadn't been caught, but they had definitely been seen, and he needed to alert Matt immediately. Finally running into a forlorn looking Matt coming out of the library, he grabbed Matt's shoulder. "Thank god I've found you, I need to tell you what my scouts told me. Last night they saw enemy wolves on our land. We need to up our patrols and defense."

Hazel woke in a cold, dark room, her head pounding as she slowly sat up, looking around, feeling scared. She didn't know where she was, and as she wrapped her arms around her cold body, she found that she'd also been stripped naked. "Hello?" she called out, blinking in an attempt to adjust her eyes to the dim light.

Matt frowned, nodding his head. "Did they say what the wolves looked like at all?" he asked. "My daughter is missing. I think maybe they took her. I need every detail I can get to get her back." He really hoped Brian didn't start fucking around on the whole daughter/female subject again because right now, this was a serious matter to him. And he wouldn't hesitate to punch him in the face if he pissed him off.

A male wolf, by the name of Aiden, walked into the room where Hazel was, looking at her. "Ah, good morning, Sunshine," he greeted. "It's about time you got up."

"Yeah, they have a report written up." Brian was tempted to give Matt shit about his daughter and how attached he was to her, but now certainly wasn't the time. "Come with me and I'll get you that. If she's really gone, I'll bet that's what happened, they were seen moving out of our property." He hurried with Matt down the hall, finding the report and handing it to him.

Hazel looked up at him, immediately feeling afraid as she curled up, trying to cover her body. "Where am I?" she asked, feeling even more frightened as she saw two more men enter the room after the initial male wolf.

Matt read the report, frowning deeply. "Shit," he cursed. "Alright. You go talk to the guards about upping security. I can handle this myself." He wanted to go alone, so that no flags were raised when they got there. He wanted to go in, get Hazel, and get out of there as quickly as possible without any problems. He left the building, looking around and trying to catch any foreign scent he could. He caught a whiff of wet dog, growling lowly and following the trail.

Aiden walked over, kneeling down in front of her. "Oh, don't hide yourself, babe," he said, pulling her arms away from her chest. "You have nothing to be ashamed of."

Brian knew that Matt wanted to go alone, but he didn't want something bad to happen, and to potentially lose the alpha. He was bound to be loyal and protect him. He also began to follow the scent, staying far enough behind Matt that he wouldn't know he was followed.

"No!" Hazel whimpered as her arms were forcefully pulled away from her chest, the two men who had entered coming closer, one of them grabbing her wrists and tying them behind her back. "Help!" she yelled, trying to shuffle away from the men, but it was no use.