Page 49 of Sold to the Alpha Wolf

With that they slowly filtered away, and I felt immediately better for the improved proximity of the other wolves. Apparently, I was a little claustrophobic about being boxed in, which made sense considering how many times I’d been attacked by members of my old pack.

“Thanks, Kenzie. I don’t think I could have done that for much longer.” I sighed, my shoulders slumping.

“Well,” MacKenzie patted my arm, “you may want to get used to a bit of pack comradery, but I get it. They’re just excited. As am I, especially since I so called it.”

Laughing, I shook my head, already tired enough to go back to bed. Maybe that’s pregnancy-related?

“I mean, I did go into heat. And then Jet…well, yeah. I’m surprised more people didn’t think about it.”

“Breeding has been notoriously unsuccessful as of late. I wouldn’t put it past some of them to forget that wolves can actually get pregnant. Speaking of, I want to see you as soon as all this trial stuff is over. Take a peek under the hood, so to speak. It’s important to know that everything is going okay.”

A thread of nervous energy slithered through me, and I nodded as I worried my lips between my teeth.

“Hey, it’ll be fine. I promise I’ve looked after pregnant people—wolves—before. We have had some success with breeding, so I’ll be right there with you.”

The warm smile Kenzie offered was desperately needed, and I nodded as my eyes burned.

“Ugh, man. I’m sorry. Hormones. I think, anyway.”

She nodded with a chuckle. “Yeah, that’s right. They’ll be a bit of bitch until you deliver.” Kenzie’s grin widened. “Oh, man. The entire pack is going to want to know when you’re due so we can plan a party.”

My stomach squeezed, and I blanched. “A party? For me?”

“Yeah. You and the babies. Is that…” Kenzie frowned, stepping closer to put a hand on my arm. “Is that not a thing in your old pack?”

“Ha!” The bark of laughter was pure shock, manifesting as morbid hilarity. “Umm, that’s a big no. There were no parties for other people. Close-knit and comradery are not terms I’d use to describe the wolves there.”

MacKenzie put her hands on both my shoulders, leveling me with an intense stare.

“I promise you. That isn’t how things are here. You’re our family now. I mean, hell, you’re with Jet, and he practically raised me. So we’re like weird sisters. I will always be here for you.”

The tears in my eyes stung harder, and I fought to swallow. Knowing that something was coming was supposed to be good, but all I could dwell on was the vision of horror I kept seeing. We still needed to tell the pack about that part, and I had a feeling Jet was coming over now to do just that.

MacKenzie and Grayson, as well as the wolves near us, stood up straighter as the alpha approached, and I noticed Kaiden right on his heels. Jet came up to me first, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead as his hand went to the small of my back.

I could sense his apprehension but resolution to tell them about what I’d seen. But it should be me who dropped that bomb.

“I’ll tell them. It’s my gift. Okay?” As I raised my brows at Jet, he paused, his eyes narrowing before he nodded. “Thank you.”

“Everyone!” I called out, and the room snapped to attention again. “There is one more piece of news we have to share. I’m afraid you won’t like it, but I promised to do everything I can as the alpha’s mate to keep you all safe. I am a Völva, and it appears my gift is”—I sucked in a breath, struggling to keep my voice from shaking—“visions.”

A hushed whisper rounded the room as wolves began to chat about what I could have seen. Jet quickly quieted them down, raising his hand.

“Okay, okay. Let’s try to remain calm. Senna will give all the details.”

So, I did. I told them the horrors that plagued my mind, the fear I had for Terrance’s attack on the pack, and how I worried that he somehow knew I was still alive and not being kept as a breeding slave.

“How would he know that?” Grayson asked, tilting his head down in a polite half-bow. “Did your vision give any indication?”

I shook my head. “No. They’re more metaphorical, not literal. The only thing I can think of is that he has a spy. Terrance was fond of using them when I was there.”

A nervous, near-panicked commotion started up again, and Jet had to use the calming powers of his alpha blood to keep the pack level. Jet’s even presence near me helped to ease some of my own fear, and I was grateful to see MacKenzie pull up alongside me as another soothing hand to hold.

“Thank you, Kenzie. You’re amazing.”

She shook her head. “Hey, that’s what friends are for. My grandma had visions. She didn’t want to tell anyone or make a fuss, but she was a wolfless shifter. She was just like you.”

My heart squeezed, and MacKenzie smiled from ear to ear at me. She was so open and optimistic about the future. Gods, I needed that right now. Wrapping my arms around her neck, I pulled her close for a hug.

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