Page 88 of Baby for the Alpha
“Take Sarah. She’s an omega here and knows everyone,” I answer. “You can find her in the kitchen.”
Avery thanks me before her footsteps fade away. With a yawn, I ask Amelia how long until dawn comes, smiling when she tells us we still have more than three hours.
“Think we have enough time for a nap?” Titus asks, flopping onto the other end of the couch.
“I think we do,” David groans. I open my eyes to find him lowering his body onto another armchair and chuckle. We’re all so exhausted.
“I’ll tell Alexander to keep an eye on things for now. All of us should get some rest before we face the crowd in five hours,” he adds, his words becoming distorted with a yawn.
I agree, asking if someone can set an alarm for three hours from now as the feeling of Lucas’ fingers drawing circles on my back lulls me to sleep.
75
Kaylee
Standing in front of over one hundred wolves, ranging from a newborn pup to the elderly using canes, I wonder what their opinions are about Lucas and me standing here. At the base of the steps to Oak Fur’s packhouse, Amelia, David, Simon, Evette, Ash, and Royce guard the stairs and prevent anyone from stepping close.
“We should say something,” Lucas mutters, taking my shaking hand in his. I can feel him shaking and sense his nervousness while facing everyone who remains in Oak Fur. Even after capturing Ramos’ men, one hundred and fifteen wolves remain.
“Do you want to start?” I ask, turning to look up at Lucas. He sighs, running his free hand through his messy hair before nodding his head slightly. Squeezing my hand gently, he releases it and steps down two steps, the crowd watching him with wary gazes.
“Hello, everyone,” he calls out loudly, his deep voice projecting over the crowd. “I know you all must be feeling confused right now, considering I was ready to give up on this pack a few months ago,” he continues, his voice sounding unsure.
“You all know why I left Oak Fur and the things that Ramos and Marilyn have done. You don’t know that I went off to find Kaylee—to repair the bond I broke and have her forgive me. It took some time, but she did in the end.”
I chuckle at this, smiling as Lucas looks back at me, his gray eyes soft with love—love that is strictly for me.
“We would have stayed in Ivory Fangs, where she was the beta for my aunt, Amelia Saint, but Ramos Rider decided to plan an attack on Ivory Fangs, threatening everyone Kaylee and I love.”
His voice wavers once more as anger radiates off my mate. Without thinking, I step forward and take Lucas’ hand in mine.
“In the end, Lucas and I decided that coming back to Oak Fur and killing Ramos and his Luna, Marilyn, was the best course of action to not only protect our family and friends in Ivory Fangs but also to heal the damage that has been caused here in Oak Fur,” I continue explaining, feeling Lucas squeeze my hand as he takes a deep breath, inhaling my scent.
I remember asking him what I smelled like, to which he replied that it was cinnamon sugar and reminded him of Luna Lidia’s cinnamon rolls. I’m glad he can find some comfort in my scent while facing a large crowd.
“We know change may be hard after living in fear for so long, but we want you all to know that one, if you prefer, you’re freeto leave and find a pack that will give you a sense of security,” I state, watching the unease on everyone’s faces slowly disappear.
“And two, if you choose to stay, we’ll be working hard on helping you all to grow stronger while creating a welcoming and accepting pack,” Lucas takes over, his gray eyes staring gently into the crowd.
“I know you all have been through a lot, and I am sorry, but I—” he pauses, looking at me before smiling widely. “Wepromise to be leaders that will make this pack proud as your alphas.”
The crowd whispers amongst themselves with Lucas’ declaration. Through the whispers I hear many talk about the pack having two alphas instead of an alpha and Luna. Finally, a brave wolf steps forward—one of the rogues we saved from the dungeons.
“Will you let us rogues go free?” he asks, his face set into a frown.
“We will, if that’s what you want. We’ll also allow the rogues held captive to join the pack if they’d like that instead,” I answer this time, watching shock spread through the crowd.
“What do you mean rogues held captive?” someone, an Oak Fur wolf, shouts.
I sigh, deciding that if things are going to change in this pack, we need to be completely transparent with everyone.
“You see, when we snuck past the borders of Oak Fur, one of those goals was the capture the dungeons and use them to hide the unconscious wolves who supported Ramos and Marilyn,” I answer.
From there, I explain our plan of attack from beginning to end and how our group found the dungeons with a few cells full of rogues who had been abused and injured by the wolves Ramos trusted. The faces of the Oak Fur wolves grow pale as the horrors we witnessed by their now-dead alpha and Luna are exposed.
The rogue who had asked the question confirms our words, stating that he watched his sister be raped by many men under Ramos’ command and that she’d almost lost her life three days prior. The heartbreak in his voice as it cracks causes a few wolves near him to embrace him, whispering their condolences and how those men will pay. They have no idea what is to come.
“What Ramos and his people have done is unforgivable,” Amelia calls out from the bottom of the stairs, her body shaking as she holds in her rage. “I should have stopped my brother long before he became alpha, but I was under an alpha command from him myself. For that, I am sorry,” she continues, her gray eyes filling with resolve.
