Filed To Story: Secret with Betas Daughter: Skylar Story Series
***”More than likely.”
My dad grunts as a wolf barrels into his side, sending him and the wolf locked in his jaw sideways to the ground. “This is the attack to wear us out.”
He calls out casually breaking his opponent’s neck and turning to handle the one who knocked him down. “They didn’t expect the level of fighters we would have though, based on how little fighting experience they seem to possess. They also can’t seem to differentiate the higher ranking targets versus the warriors. They are attacking whoever is closest to them. You would think if they were supposed to target our Alphas, they would have all gone after you four when you got here.”
I am going to have to table the thoughts and emotions surrounding my dad having an actual conversation with me and calling me an Alpha out loud for the first time.
***”So, you are telling us that the faster we get rid of these idiots, the faster we can take our mate home?”*** Dakota asks.
***”Not really the thought I wanted in my head, man”*** My brother gripes and my dad huffs in acknowledgement.
***”Deal asshole. Remember, my room was next to yours when you found your mate.”***
That is the last thing Dakota says before he jumps in and starts tearing wolves apart left and right. Cam, Oliver and I do the same staying close. It takes another two hours to get through the hordes of wolves that just continue to come out of the water. They finally stop crossing and we are able to wrap it up quickly. Our speed allowed the others to stop and watch the work being finished in moments, while they gathered and tended to wounds and minor injuries caused by the attacking wolves. Once the last attacking wolf was disposed of we all shifted to human form and joined in with the healing.
“Still no smell. I wonder if that is so we can’t tell they are coming or if it keeps us from finding out which packs they are from or what.”
I’m thinking out loud as I move through helping dress wounds that will need a few hours to heal. We have all huddled close to go through what happened today.
“Probably a mixture of all of those things, Little One.”
I snap my head to the side and can’t help the smile that spreads across my face.
“Osiston! When did you get here?” I ran for him and he scooped me up like the tiny person I still am compared to him. He gives me a hug and then sets me on the ground.
“Alphahood suits you, Little One. Though I thought you would maybe get a little bigger.”
He pats me on the head and I roll my eyes.
“You know I got bigger, jerk.”
I mutter. “But ‘bigger’ for me is nothing compared to you and my mates, who seem to also get bigger with each new thing that comes our way.”
I flap my hand at the three of them looking smug since they now stand taller than him, but only by an inch or so. His royal Alpha blood gives him more advantage than it ever gave or will give me.
“We have been scouring the lands around your pack and haven’t found any sign of the Rogue King or Adrielle. The Alpha King and I have both been personally searching, hoping our heightened senses would help, but we have come up empty handed.”
Osiston explains once we are back at the packhouse, sitting around the table on the patio.
Elena and Gentry insisted on putting up barriers that would warn us of another attack so we could lighten the number of patrolling wolves to give them more time to rest and recover from today. They also helped the healers with salves and tonics that would speed up the healing process, just in case another attack came tonight, but none of us think that will happen. This was some sort of test and possibly a disposal. Kyle and my dad stayed to help with the first run of patrols and
Brett and Osiston are on the next shift. Martha an dLenny made sure that we were all fed .
“Do you really think he was trying to lessen his numbers?” Cam asks Osiston. “That doesn’t make any sense if they were tied to the spell keeping him hidden.”
“It is, if the spell works both ways?”
Gentry starts and we all look at her confused. She smiles. “Not all magic is completely under the control of the caster. Think of it like giving a
BUT
child a direction to clean their room, but nothing more specific than that, There are hundreds of ways to interpret the direction and a clever child will find a way to follow the direction while also not completing the task, if they want to be a pain in the butt. Depending how the cloaking spell was cast, maybe we are cloaked in a way from the Rogue King and he needed the attack today to get closer to us. This is something that Adrielle would have known and would have planned for, leading us to believe they are not working toward the exact same goal, but you are the object of both of their desires.”
She looks at me.
Everyone disperses to their own activities since there are a few hours left in the evening. Dealing with Olympia and fighting with Brecc and Charlene didn’t take nearly as long as one would think. The fight with the neverending zombie wolves took the most time. We were home by normal early dinner time, which I haven’t been on time for since the beginning of my Elite training. Cam stands up and laces his big fingers with mine, helping me up. We walk silently to the Alpha’s office.
“I agree with Dakota, we need to change this office space up a bit so the four of us can work here together.”
He closes the door and I look around at the space. The dark masculine walls used to make me feel intimidated. No one ever got called in here unless you did something really bad. Lucas really only used this space to place orders for the pack and go over financials.
He didn’t like meeting with other Alphas in here, he said it was pretentious and he didn’t need to participate in the d*ck measuring contests. He would walk them around the pack, more interested in showing off what the pack was actually doing than the monetary value of the stuff in his home.
Cam broke me out of my memories, guiding me around the desk to sit me in his lap in the large, formal chair. He pulls my back tight to his chest, presses his nose to the base of my neck and he takes a deep breath.
“This, my little mate, is how we have taken care of the pack for the last two generations. When you inevitably find something wrong with it, we will adapt and move on.”
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