Page 11 of The Alpha's Ordeal

Eamon then hit them with some of the harshest looks he could give, and they were dark. Many gasped and quickly took off, and others turned away and tried to pretend they were innocent. Eamon saw them all, and he would remember everyface. Eamon held tight to his mate, who was obviously picking up on his irritation.

"They'll get used to it, Eamon. They're just surprised." He was making excuses for them, and they didn't deserve it.

They made it to the restaurant and stepped inside. “They are pissing me off.” Troy took his hand and then rubbed his shoulder.

"Like I said, they're surprised. Give them time."

"You're too good, Troy."

“I can honestly say I’ve never been accused of that before. My brother calls me an obstinate pain in his ass.” He was working hard to calm the tension building in Eamon.

“I love you, baby.” He said and kissed him on the lips before pulling out his chair and helped him get seated.

“I love you too wolf.” Troy responded easy and honest. He was the answer to everything Eamon needed and wanted in his life. Being with him was making even the air sweeter he was an exceptional man so poised and sophisticated and yet comfortable in a pack house with a crazy old wolf.

"Lunch is on me," Eamon said and flashed a teasing smile.

“Well then I’ll have the cob salad and iced tea.” Troy spoke to the young man taking their orders. Eamon had introduced him as Travis a pack member.

“Pleased to meet you, sir.” He said to Troy.

“Pleased to meet you too Travis.” Troy shook his hand. Travis then looked hesitantly at Eamon and spoke without making eye contact.

"Congratulations, Alpha."

"Thank you, Travis."

“I need to see Bates’ personnel file and anything else you have regarding his time here with the force.” Sean made the request clear and waited for a response.

“I don’t share personnel files. You have to get a waver from the Council to be allowed in the files of this office.” The Sheriff stood tall, but Sean had his orders and he was going to carry them out.

“I’m Sean Brendon the Pack Beta of the Salida Wolf Pack and I’m here under the orders of Alpha Eamon Coles. You will provide me with the items I requested, or you will be removed from your post.” The Sheriff looked shocked and stood silent for a few seconds obviously not expecting such a retort.

"I cannot allow you to . . ." He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence. Sean turned to Noah, who had accompanied him to the station.

“Remove the Sheriff from the station and confiscate his badge and his gun.” The Sheriff did not fight it and left with Noah but the shock of it was rebounding around the room. Sean saw an officer by the back wall and recognized him.

“Deputy Frost.” He stated. “You will take over the duties of the Sheriff during his absence. I want the personnel file of Deputy Bates and any other related intelligence on him, and I want it now.” He was not playing around. Deputy Frost disappeared into the backroom and came out with a thick file and a manila envelope and handed them to Sean.

"Here, sir." He said, then took a step back. "The Sheriff was just following protocol sent down by the Council." He tried to defend Sheriff Wellstone.

"This Pack has one leader, and his name is Alpha Eamon Coles. You answer to him and no one else. The Council has no authority to be making protocol regarding the Police Force." Sean took a step forward toward Deputy Frost as he spoke, and the Deputy, to his credit, held his ground.

“Yes, sir.” Sean left the station and met Noah outside.

“Any trouble with Sheriff Wellstone?”

“No, he went quietly, and he apologized. I told him to speak with the Alpha.” Noah told him. Sean handed him the file and the envelope.

"Let's take that to the Pack House. I'm sure Eamon will want to look through it." They got into the Jeep, and Sean's phone went off.

“There’s a situation at the Neon Restaurant come quickly.” It was Travis Dray a waiter and one of Sean’s new recruits who was training to become a member of Pack Security in the IT sector. He wouldn’t be calling unless it was serious.

CHAPTER SIX

Their lunches arrived, and everything was going so nicely, until a group of men entered and took a seat to the left of where Eamon and Troy were seated. He recognized them as pack members. One worked at the hardware store, and the other three worked in construction for a local company. The minute they sat down, they started staring at Troy, and Eamon stared at them.

“They are not bothering me Eamon so let’s just finish our lunch.” It was too bad that Troy had to play peacemaker throughout this trip into town. Eamon about had it with the subtle attitudes he was encountering and then the guy from the hardware store stood up and dared to open his mouth.

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