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“If you’re scared of that, there’s no need to worry,” said Jack. “You can live with my family and meet my sister Jade until you can get on your feet.”

“Thank you all for the suggestions, but I’m more than happy here,” I said, taking a large sip of my cold and tangy drink.

“Who was going to send you to the Auctions?” asked Jack slowly, turning to look at me. “I can take care of them for you if you know what I mean.”

“I don’t want to talk about that. It brings back horrible memories,” I muttered, taking a big bite of mashed potatoes.

“I don’t understand why you were sent to the Auctions. You’re clearly beautiful,” said Jack, giving me a once-over. My body burned under his gaze. “Any alpha pack would be extremely lucky to have you.”

At his words, I felt butterflies in my stomach.

It had been a while since an alpha affected me like that. His stark gaze and honest words didn’t hide some ulterior evil motive. But I’d never know. Alphas could be charming one moment and then an asshole the next.

“Yeah…I don’t feel like talking about it,” I said. “I need to put Gabe down for his nap.”

And with that, I was able to escape the intense line of questioning.

Five

JACK

It was the next morning, and Vanessa still hadn’t woken up. I figured she might not be a morning person.

I waited impatiently in the living room, chewing on a blueberry bagel.

“We should be able to take a flight tomorrow morning,” I told Liam and Ryan. Liam was slouched on the couch, typing away on his laptop as always, and Ryan was pacing around the living room watching the morning news.

“Do you think the plants will be boxed up and loaded by tomorrow?” Liam asked while furiously typing away on his story.

Deltas were known for constantly working out and being bodyguards for a living. They were coveted by the Royal Pack, but they threw me theonedelta who loved writing instead. I admired Liam, but he wouldn’t come in very useful if we were to fight against another pack. It’s one of the reasons I wasn’t ready to take on an omega into my pack. I needed at least a couple of other alphas to help keep an omega safe from other neighboring alphas. I needed to grow my pack before I even thought of getting an omega.

“Vanessa is taking forever,” I mumbled, sipping my coffee. But I started to hear Gabe crying upstairs. “I need to let herknow our flight plans for tomorrow before I oversee our human workers packing the plants.”

“Why not just leave her here?” said Ryan. “She clearly built a life for herself. Why do you have to barge in and take over? Or is it your alpha nature?”

“She’s one of our own,” I said, annoyed that Ryan was entirely on her side. “We protect our own. If I left her here and something happened to her, I would regret it for the rest of my life. Plus, it’s our civic duty.”

“To the kingdom? Not everything they do is right,” said Ryan. “You’re way too loyal to them ever since they entrusted you with the Azatine plant.”

He was partly right.

The Royal Pack entrusted me with keeping the Azatine plant location a secret. There were multiple locations where the plant was grown, but the supply was limited. It needed careful attention, and there was only one greenhouse on Howl’s Edge protected by a strong force of security.

“The kid is still crying,” I said, noticing Gabe’s cries hadn’t stopped. “I’ll check on him and see if she’s alright.”

I stoodin front of Vanessa’s room door. Gabe’s cries were still ongoing, but I couldn’t hear Vanessa at all.

Cracking the door open, I saw Gabe standing on the bed, balancing precariously on the edge. Rushing over to him, I lifted him up before he could fall. He continued to freak out on my shoulder, furiously trying to pull away.

“It’s okay, buddy,” I said. Looking around, I didn’t see Vanessa anywhere. I noticed a light coming from beneath her bathroom door.

She must be in there taking a bath.

“He’s still crying?” commented Ryan from the door.

“Come here and fucking help out,” I said. All of a sudden, Gabe stopped crying and looked at me curiously.

“Oh my god, don’t curse in front of a kid,” said Ryan like a mother hen. “I’ll have the maid cook breakfast for him.” Ryan turned and left, and now I was alone with this kid who was staring at me like a stranger.

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