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“Fine. You tell them then. Say no to them, Kyson,” I say, motioning toward the kids. He swallows and glances at their little faces and I smirk, knowing very well he won’t or can’t utter those words. He presses his lips in a tight line.

“Fine!” he growls, and Liam chuckles.

“Come on, kids. Uncle Liam is helping you bust out of this crap box! Come on, let’s go!” Liam says, waving to all the kids to follow him. They glance around at each other and look at Kyson, unsure. He sighs and shakes his head.

“Come on then. Follow Uncle Liam!” Kyson says, motioning them to follow him. The kids don’t need to be told twice and rush after an excitable Liam and Trey. I laugh, following them.

“Where to, my Queen?” Liam calls.

“The town square. There is a bus stop,” I tell him. Katrina races out on the phone, telling the driver to come to the town square.

“You’re lucky I love you,” Kyson growls, grabbing my hand. I laugh before racing after the kids and tugging Kyson along with me.

Chapter

Twenty-Nine

AZALEA

When we arrive back at the town square, I can see the Alpha is still loading the trailer. Alpha Brock glances over, noticing the children. He snarls and stomps over to them.

“What are you all doing here?” he snarls, and Liam growls at him, making him jump, having not seen him. Alpha Brock backs up with his hands up while the children all stand frozen in fear. It angers me that they fear him.

“Seeing as you are still stacking boxes, I am assuming you didn’t make the 18 minute time frame?” I ask him, walking through the crowd of children.

He backs up further. “No. Um… we got delayed,” he mutters. “See, the last box. Everything is there,” he says, pointing to his father, who is placing a tarp over the trailer.

“That wasn’t what I asked. I asked if you did it in 18 minutes?”

His lips part, and he glances at his father when one of the guards steps forward.

“That is the last box, my Queen. But no, they didn’t get it done in the timeframe,” he answers, and I nod, turning to look at Alpha Brock.

“Hmm... On the stage, both of you!” I order, my voice coming out strong along with my aura, which I am finding more effortless and easier to use. They both rush up the steps and stand at the top of them.

“My King, is this really necessary? We did what she asked,” Alpha Dean says.

“But you didn’t. Your Queen gave you 18 minutes, and you didn’t complete the task in that time frame,” Kyson answers him as I wander over to the fruit stall that is just closing its shutters.

“How much for all of it?” I ask the elderly woman. She jumps, not seeing me come up behind her.

“You!” she sneers, pointing her withered old finger at me.

“Excuse me?” I ask her.

“You! The rogue girl!”

“My name is Azalea Landeena! You will address me as such unless you want to join your Alpha!” I snarl. She stutters out an apology.

“Now I asked you a question. How much for all of it?”

“You want the entire shop?” she asks. I shake my head.

“No, just the fruit and vegetables.”

“I um… just take what you want.”

“I don’t want to send you broke, ma’am. Despite your lack of manners.”

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