Indirect Warning
Dallas‘ p.o.v.
I have never stayed in hotels before, but I can understand the appeal of them.
No hotel owner wants to risk losing the business the Royal family can provide; therefore, they will never mention when the Royals are staying with them.
After an early breakfast, everyone and everything get back into the SUVS and our convoy starts driving toward Night Wind Pack. Our third issue to resolve and this one can be resolved as quickly as we dealt with Grey Ridge Pack.
Another Squad will meet us half an hour away from our destination. They will stay behind to help maintain the peace after the changes we will impose on their leadership.
“How long do you think Uncle Vaughn will wait before stepping down?” Daxton asks.
“I don’t know. It won’t change anything for us, as we will remain in our current position.” I answer him, but I know it isn’t the answer he is looking for. “However, I think he will wait a few years to let Larissa adjust to life at the Palace.“.
We are still adjusting to life at the Palace ourselves and some days are easier to deal with than others.
“Who will report to Uncle Vaughn if anyone tries to cross a line with Larissa?” Darius asks.
“Majandra will report to me and I will deal with it. I’m second in command and it is a part of my job description. Even if it weren’t, I would still want to deal with it.” I answer and I hear both my Mates chuckle.
I place my head on Daxton’s shoulder, while I place my legs across Darius‘ lap. I love having both of them near and Charna is curled up in the back of my head, feeling content.
We sometimes wonder what our lives would have looked like if I hadn’t caught Nico with Lucy, but it only lasts a few seconds each time. We are happy with our second connection and we love our current life more than the life of a Luna.
I still haven’t figured out why Walker never discovered Dezra’s true identity. I have a theory, but to confirm it, I would have to talk to Walker or Dezra. Neither option appeals to me and I will probably never get an answer to my question.
“You could ask Uncle Vaughn. He might know how Dez was able to keep her identity hidden.” Charna mumbles in my head.
“Are they nuts?” Thear Darius ask and lift my head to look out of the front windshield. Six Wolves are blocking the gate and the Warrior in Human form, next to the first SUV, is shaking his head profusely.
“They refuse to let us pass. Alpha Mark demands that we make an appointment.” Uncle Vaughn informs us through the mind–link.
“Consider the appointment made.” I shoot back as I get out of the SUV and walk toward the gate.
Guardians wait next to their SUV until I have passed them and then follow me to the gate. The Warrior tries to say something, but my fist connects with his jaw before he can utter a word.
Charna pushes forward to make us half shift and I grab the nearest Wolf by his throat, As I stretch my arm,
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his front paws leave the ground and he whimpers loudly as I squeeze my hand.
“Open that damn gate or I will snap his neck.” Charna says menacingly. “Your Alpha will accommodate us or he might be next.”
Another Warrior in human form appears from behind some bushes and opens the gate. The SUVs roll slowly through the gate and our Guardians jump back into them as they pass us. I drop the Wolf when I feel Daxton’s hand on my shoulder and get into our SUV.
It isn’t difficult to tell who the Alpha is, because steam is almost coming from his ears and most people in his range are looking uncomfortable.
“Alpha Mark, rein in your anger or I will order you.” Ungle Vaughn says as he gets out of the SUV.
Slowly, the people around Alpha Mark get a little color back on their cheeks and you can tell that he has trouble controlling his anger and his Wolf.
“Which one of you is Tricia, Daughter of former Alpha Paul?” Uncle Vaughn asks and without hesitation, a woman to my left raises her hand.
“I have received a complaint about you being passed by for your rightful title. According to my information, you are the firstborn of former Alpha Paul and should have taken over from him when he stepped down.” Uncle Vaughn says.
More Pack–members gather near the Pack–house and I can hear their soft mumbles.
“Yes, I am the firstborn.” Tricia answers. “My Father didn’t want a woman to take over and announced on my eighteenth birthday that John would take over from him.”
Alpha Mark is the Son of John and that means that for the second generation, an illegal Alpha is reigning over Night Wind Pack.
“Tricia, are you willing and able to lead Night Wind Pack?” I ask her and I hear a growl coming from Alpha Mark. “You are an illegal Alpha and will be removed from the Alpha position. Whether or not Tricia takes her rightful place.”
“Your Highness, I would rather hand the position over to my Son, Harold. My Mate is still recovering from an attack that took place two months ago and I wouldn‘ be able to care for him with all the Alpha duties.” Tricia answers me.
I admire her for choosing her Mate and giving Harold a chance to prove himself.
“Harold, are you able and willing to take over the Alpha position?” I ask him and after he answers with a firm yes, I strip Alpha Mark of his Title.
Captain Vernon and his Squad have parked their SUVS of to the side and are waiting behind Harold to get introduced.
“Harold, a Squad will be staying in your territory. They will deal with anyone who tries to stop your Alpha Ceremony or who tries to make your life miserable in any other way. Captain Vernon has a direct line to me and I will return to help if I have to.” I inform him.
It is also an indirect warning to the rest of the Pack and sincerely hope that they understand it.
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