Page 124 of Alpha's Redemption

“Amber and he marked each other when she left Micah,” Zoe finishes for him, and Valen nods his head.

“We want to know what you want to do? The council supports any decision you make. Well, what’s left of the council,” Valen tells her, and she sucks in a breath.

“Amber?”

“She wasn't in on the plans, but she was made rogue. And obviously, she was the motivator for her father.”

Zoe nods her head at his words.

“I let you kill him, and Amber dies.” She sighs.

“It's your decision,” Valen tells her, but what Marcus wants her to say is clear.

“There's been enough death. Please ensure he isn't jailed in the city,” Zoe answers.

“Zoe?” Marcus says.

“No, it's my decision, and I won't kill her because of what he did. She can live with it just like he will have to live with his mistake, the same way I have to live with the memory of it,” she says.

Marcus nods to Valen, his free arm slipping around her waist as he pulls her to his side.

“What about Nixon's pack?” I ask.

“It will be dismantled. Those pack members still alive can decide where they go, or remain and live as a rogue,” Valen states, and I nod.

“We still have no idea of Nixon's whereabouts. His mate is being questioned, but the werewolf council is trying to find something to charge her with. Besides her trying to get us arrested, we don't really have any charges against her,” Valen tells us.

“And if they can't charge her with anything?”

“She'll be made rogue and watched until she slips up,” Valen states.

Well, it’s better than nothing. I don’t like the idea of her being in the city, but she can only be charged with what we can prove.

Valen holds his hands out, wanting to take baby A, and I hand her over to him, my arms suddenly feeling empty.

“She'll need burping,” I tell him, and he nods, placing her over his shoulder while I tuck my boob away.

“Thought of any names yet?” Macey asks.

“Yeah, I wanted to ask about that actually,” Valen states. I’m glad he has names because I have nothing.

“So let's hear them,” Macey says.

“I'm still stuck on one. And if it's okay with you, I was wondering if I could pick the names?”

“You want to name all three?” I ask him worriedly. What if he names them something strange, or all their names start with V?

“I promise I won't fill out the paperwork until you agree,” he states. I chew my lip but sigh.

“I swear if you name them after a car or something strange that they won't be able to pronounce, I will kick your ass. And don't name any Everly!” I tell him.

“Promise. But you have to wait until tomorrow. Dion is engraving their bracelets.”

“Wait, you already went ahead?” I chuckle.

“I knew you would say yes. He’s just waiting for the final name,” he shrugs.

“What if I’d said no?”

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