Filed To Story: The Packs Doctor Novel Free PDF Online (Yara & Warren)
“Son. You’re an Alpha. Remember that Alphas always act like Alphas.
Stand on your own two feet and walk out of here with your head held high,” Quinton says.
Yasmin puts her son down and he stands up straight, glaring at me as he passes. When Yasmin goes to pass me, put a hand on her arm, feeling her jerk. I’m sure she’s wondering if I’m going to kill her, or worse. I’m sure the other Alphas would have let their warriors take turns on a captured Luna But that’s not how we operate in this pack.
“Into the cell, Quinton,” I say.
He looks at his mate, then his son and does as I ask. I nod for my warrior to lock him in then I turn my attention to Yasmin.
“You should reject your mate. I don’t know what my Alpha will do with him when he returns, that’s up to him. But I expect that he will kill him for his role in what’s happened to our Luna. If he does, it could kill you too.”
I hear Quirin begin to sob as quietly as a young pup can who knows he’s going to lose his father and maybe his mother.
Yasmin nods, turning back to Quinton.
“I, Luna Yasmin Harris, reject you, Alpha Quinton Harris as my mate and Alpha,” she says, watching him.
He looks at his son, then his mate. “Protect him. Guard him with your life,” he says.
“You know I will,” she says.
He nods too. “I accept your rejection.”
I watch as both of them hunch over, clutching their hearts.
“DAD!” Quirin yells.
“Get him out of here!” he growls at his mate.
She wraps an arm around her son and begins moving out of the cells.
I watch her go then turn back to Quinton. “Get comfortable Alpha. You have some time before my Alpha returns.”
‘Beta, we need you upstairs,’ one of my warriors says. I turn and head upstairs. When I get there, I see the warriors and their families standing by.
“I said you’re free to go,” I tell them.
They all look at each other, then at Alpha Quirin, who is technically their Alpha now. His arm is around his mother who is still hunched over, dealing with the pain of the rejected mate bond.
“Beta, we have no where to go, no pack to return to, and no offense young Alpha, but most of us aren’t comfortable swearing our allegiance to an Alpha as young as you,” one of the warriors says before turning to me. “We want stay. We want to join your pack.”
I’m shocked and I have to think quickly.
“That’s not for me to decide. You’ll have to wait for my Alpha to return and make that decision. However, as long as you agree to abide by the rules of this pack we’ll find rooms for you to stay. Just know that if you do make any sort of aggressive moves to anyone in our pack we’ll kill you.”
“Yes, Beta,” they all say.
“Come on, Quirin. Let’s go,” Luna Yasmin says, guiding her son away. I watch him as he turns to leave, staring at his father’s pack members as if he can’t believe they’ve just rejected him as their Alpha.
Personally, I would do the same. In a time of war like what we’re in, you need a strong Alpha, and he might have gotten there one day, but he’s not there yet.
“Let Luna Yasmin and Alpha Quirin leave the pack. They are not allowed to return without speaking to me
or Alpha Warren. Everyone else, follow me. Let’s find you some rooms.”
Yara.
I come awake slowly. My body is stiff and my arms are aching, like I’ve somehow managed to get tangled
up in them while I was sleeping and they’re stuck behind my back. I try to move them out from under me, but I can’t. My head feels fuzzy and it hurts. What’s going on?
‘Wake up, Yara,’ Annika says urgently I’m trying, Annika. What’s going…’
“There she is. Finally,” an angry voice says nearby. My eyes flash open. I recognize that voice. I don’t, however, recognize my surroundings.
‘Annika, where are we?’
‘I don’t know. He knocked me out too.’
A hand grabs my hair, pulling me into a sitting position roughly. My arms are tied behind my back and my legs are wrapped up tightly. My body is stiff and sore. I must have been like this for a while.
“You just had to go and fuck him, didn’t you?” Simon snarls in my face.
He looks crazed. His hair is shooting out in all directions like he’s been tugging on it so long that it doesn’t bother trying to go back into place again. His eyes are furious and he’s glaring at me. Thank the goddess Warren already marked me.
I start to reach out in the mind link, wanting to try and reach my mate when Simon backhands me hard. Pain shoots out across my cheek, into my ear and across my nose. I fall back to the floor unable to stop my face from slapping against the rocky floor of this cave.
“Don’t you dare try to fucking call your mate.” He yanks me back up by the hair, and I cry out from the unexpected pain.
“If you do, I’ll kill him,” he says, showing me the gun.
“Bradley..” Bradley!”
I say, the memory flooding back into my mind. “You killed “He was in my way. If you had just come with me the last time, Yara, no one would have died, but now… their deaths are on you.”
“Warren will kill you when he finds you,” I growl.
“Warren…” he snarls, grabbing me by the throat, before taking a deep breath. “Warren needs to die so that I can put my mark on you.”
“Then why don’t you let me call him, tell him where I am,” I say, my tone condescendingly sweet. I have no doubt that Warren will kill Simon. I don’t care how many silver bullets Simon shoots into him. “Oh, I will. When the time is right.”
I begin laughing. It makes everything in my body hurt, but I don’t stop.