The Pack Punching Bag pt 2

Seren

I started cleaning the guest rooms but couldn’t stop thinking about my reaction to her naming Alpha Duncan specifically and the uneasiness I felt at her plans to trap him. ‘What do you think that’s about, Kara? I’ve never felt like that before, and I’ve overheard and seen so many things that should upset me much more than another one of her plans.’

‘I don’t know for sure, Seren, but I think we need to do what we can to stay hyperaware these next few days. I feel like something big is going to happen, and not just our upcoming birthday and shift. Just keep your eyes open,’ Kara responded, and I mentally nodded and got on with my day.

Once I’d finished the guest rooms, I moved on to Amelia’s suite. If I waited to clean the pack house later, when traffic is minimal, it would decrease the chance of being targeted. I refreshed everything—her linens, her towels in her en suite, anything that I could think she would have an issue with. I pressed her chosen outfits, cleaned her shoes. When I was done, I locked her room and headed out.

I looked up and Amelia’s alleged best friend was standing at the end of the hall, glaring at me. “There you are, mutt. I wonder what would happen if something in Amelia’s room went missing after you cleaned it? I’ve been eyeing that new bracelet Amelia bought. I bet I could swipe it, blame it on you, hide it away for a while and then have it for myself,” Jennifer sneered. Before I could say anything, though, someone else stepped in.

“That might have worked, Jennifer, if you hadn’t just been stupid enough to state that out in the wide open where anyone could hear…or record…you,” Kayla stated. I’d never in my life been so relieved to see her. Kayla may have only been an omega, but she was the head omega’s daughter, so she didn’t get pushed around nearly as much as the other omegas. No one wanted to piss off the head omega, because you’d suddenly have issues like cold food, dirty linens, and any other number of unfortunate and annoying issues until she was over her grudge. I looked over at her and tried to show her how grateful I was for her intervention. She glanced at me and winked, her bright red hair bouncing a bit as she turned back to Jennifer.

“I wasn’t actually going to do it, obviously,” Jennifer said with a roll of her eyes, though they flashed with something like frustration. “It was a hypothetical.”

“Obviously. And if this ‘hypothetical’ situation happens anytime soon, then don’t you worry. I’ve got the recording right here to make sure the Alpha knows who actually committed the theft,” Kayla said, using air quotes and waving her phone in the air.

“Ugh. Fine. Whatever,” Jennifer huffed, then turned and flounced away, her brown ponytail bobbing.

“Thank you, Kayla. I don’t know what I’d have done if you hadn’t shown up. That would have certainly earned me some major injuries,” I said to her.

“No worries. I overheard her talking to the bitch squad downstairs, so I already knew she was up to no good. I’m just glad that I could catch it. Now, how much more do you have to do and how can I help?” she asked.

“I’m almost done up here. Next is the pack house itself, which I’m going to delay a little so that traffic dies down. I was going to try to sneak into the kitchen for something to eat—meet me down there?”

“Sure. I’ll grab some plates from Mom and head outside. Should be relatively peaceful for you there.” She turned and headed back down the stairs.

I walked over to the large supply room on the Alpha floor and started putting supplies away when I smelled mint and pine. “Oh, no,” I muttered. I knew that scent. I’d sent Kayla away too soon. The alpha’s son was here.