Page 33 of Broken Wolf

I had already made several calls to jump on this idea of the trade school and get numbers on who was interested. I knew there were twenty in Milwaukee because I had bounced it off of Hestia. She thought there could be more now that it was automotive too, but she didn’t think they could all go at once.

That we should limit how many were gone from a pack each year.

I couldn’t agree more. If we were too open with it, people wouldn’t appreciate the opportunity and gift I was offering by agreeing to pay for it all. Some of the minor certifications to start were a few grand, but the longer associate’s degrees were twenty thousand.

So no joke at all.

“There needs to be a serious attitude adjustment in that room or I will start ripping out throats and killing assholes,” Carter warned me before we walked into the house we were meeting at.

I simply blinked at him, having been looking over work on my tablet.

“I will handle it, I promise,” Felix said firmly. “I will make it clear—I will handle it and where she stands.”

Huh?

Carter adjusted his neck and leaned in. “You let him finish on you, they smell his bite on you. They are having certain impressions of how things played out and their stud Alpha.”

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Of course, men would be petty and I’d be the slut. “Handle it however but without death.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said, several of the ancients echoing him.

Oh great, this was about to be a vamp versus wolf shit show.

“I begged her,” Felix announced after we all were inside with his people. He nodded as he glanced around. “I jumped her. I begged her. I was a cad who used my deceased mate even and that I have not had sex since she died and the fact that Alpha Sera is the first woman I have been hard for since to tug at her kind heart. I begged her to give me what—”

I snapped out of my shock and moved over to him, covering his mouth. “Okay, enough with the oversharing. I can flex my power and let my people tear off heads if anyone’s disrespectful, but I can’t take this. We fucked. Everyone here is an adult. Get over it and let’s handle the important shit or get the fuck out and go back to Greece and having no home. Got it?”

“They seem to understand, several amused you cut through the bluster without demanding to bite assholes,” Carter muttered.

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not petty. We’re too busy and we’re going to ask them for help to juice you up.” I felt the confusion then and glanced around. “I’m a siren. You all know that. You saw sirens feed in Greece.”

“You want to kiss us all, Alpha?” one asked, sounding like his night was looking up.

I nodded, pointing to Carter. “He is the head of security in Chicago and all of the packs. He’s my right hand and the one I’m making the head of my coven of ancients. To do that with the council, he needs to be the strongest. We’ve been working on that.” I gestured to the twenty-plus wolves gathered. “You rely on that strength and shield. You’re going to help while I’m here.”

“Show them with me,” Felix said.

I nodded, letting him kiss me and drinking deeply for several gulps. I shrugged when we were done and I didn’t immediately turn to Carter. “You’re not used to it. I can take more before transferring to Carter.” I glanced over at Carter. “You want me to demonstrate so they still get it? Feel our power first and then the whole thing?”

He and the ancients nodded, clearly sensing more than I did. We didn’t want problems, and these were going to be our people now, so it was time they got the secrets.

Some of them.

I let out my power and cranked it up and up. Then Carter did.

After which he thanked me for the blessing I was going to give him and pulled me in his arms. I fed him the power he could handle and swallow down.

“I could sense that,” Felix whispered. “Amazing.”

“I will do the same for you when I visit, but we’re on a bit of a time crunch to get this done,” I told him. “It’s how we’ve helped our infected wolves and bringing pregnancies to term easier for our mothers.”

“I ask you sit with me while you feed so they do not lose their heads and will behave,” he suggested.

And he was being possessive if I was going to kiss his friends.

“Fine, but no one better get any ideas that I’m your good little bitch or something,” I drawled as I followed him over to a chair and sat on his lap. I realized what I was dressed in and glanced at Carter. “Really?”

Emilio burst out laughing. “I told you that she didn’t even register that she was in a cute sundress.”

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