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The Alpha's Misplaced Mate Thirty Nine
It was sad, and it really brought everyone back to earth.On November 2nd, Meg and her third child had both passed away.She had an internal bleed that nobody had found, and the baby had been found unresponsive in his crib that same evening.On November 3rd, Abigail and Bennett had been rushed to the ICU with irregular heartbeats, which were rare in pups. Their mothers usually healed any defects before they ever left the womb.It was November 15th, and Conrad was about ready to tear her hair out.Meg's funeral had been delayed until the day before, in the vain hopes that some of her family would attend.Only her sister had shown, so the mourning party was small, comprised of Conrad, Amber, Carlos, and Laurie.Atlas hadn't even asked to be allowed to go to the funeral. He didn't react to the news that his girlfriend had died, and Conrad doubted he cared.She sits with the two remaining triplets every day on her break, trying to keep them in contact with a dominant wolf.Amber did the s
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Carlos had given Conrad the whole weekend off. He ordered her to get away from the office for three days, to take a break from work.Conrad didn't argue; she obeyed and left a list of what had to be done before she returned to her apartment.She's cocooned in her bed when Carlos returns from work, appearing in her bedroom with a brown bag in his hand."Connie, come have some dinner," he suggests, a frown coming onto his face as she doesn't move.He puts the bag onto the dresser and walks over to the bed, leaning over her to check she's breathing.She is, and she's fast asleep, so he walks out of the room with the food, putting the bag into the empty oven.That will keep it hot, won't it? Hopefully, Carlos thinks to himself, taking it upon himself to do the dishes and clean up while she naps.He'll wake her up in a while because she won't be able to sleep during the night if she falls asleep now.He potters around the kitchen, dusting the bookshelf when he notices a thick layer of dust
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"I thought you were joking," Conrad frowns, staring down at the heap of white on the bed in front of her."I wish I was joking. Put it on; she won't eat her dinner if you don't," Carlos warns her, tying his tie.He's wearing an all-black suit, a black shirt, and a white tie, which stands out a lot.As it should, I spent an hour trying to bleach the stains out of that thing, Conrad grumbles to Jane, who agrees."It's like a wedding dress," Conrad groans, and Carlos raises an eyebrow."This is the best I could do. She wanted you to look like a baby ballroom dancer; this is a big improvement," Carlos comments.Conrad snatches up the dress, sliding it over her head.She sighs with relief when she can't see her strapless bra above the neckline because she didn't fancy trying to survive the night with a hyperactive child without one.Conrad walks over to the mirror, adjusting the dress as she walks.It's almost floor-length, and the pointed fronts of her heels are the only things that peek
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Sabrina appears from nowhere, as Carlos expected.She flies into Conrad's arms, squeezing her tightly as her nanny attempts to catch up with the little roadrunner."Hello," Conrad whispers, keeping Sabrina securely in her arms."Where's daddy?" Sabrina asks curiously, and Conrad points to the car.Sabrina skips up to the vehicle just as Carlos hangs up his phone.He nods to Conrad and opens his door, stepping out to greet his daughter."Hello darling," he murmurs, sweeping his daughter up into a bone-breaking hug."Daddy!" She squeals, her head resting in the crook of Carlos' neck."Would you like to be carried?" Carlos asks after a minute of tightly embracing his daughter."Yes, I deserve to be carried!" Sabrina declares, allowing her father to begin walking with her in her arms."What are you going to have for dinner?" Conrad asks with a grin."I'm going to have pizza. Daddy promised I could," Sabrina chatters.Conrad holds the restaurant door open for the pair of them to walk in, h
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He has a jagged scar running from his forehead to the bottom of his throat, and Conrad's eyes are glued to it as she frantically tries to place this man.He's not the one who broke into Carlos' house, and she doesn't recognise him from any of the wanted or missing lists.A sniff tells her that he's a rogue."Conrad Rosser. And little miss Sabrina Amaretti. Where is your father today, young lady?" He asks, peering at Sabrina.Conrad pushes the child behind her, her grip tightening on the knife."He isn't here. He isn't with us," Conrad spits, pointing the knife at the man."Now, now. There's no need for violence," the man sing-songs, his group of men stepping closer. They all have guns of varying sizes, and they're trained directly on Conrad's head."You have guns pointed at us," Conrad retorts, and Sabrina whimpers quietly behind her."Oh, have we scared her? You wouldn't think much would scare her, what with her parentage and all that," the man chuckles, shaking his head."Is this ab
The Alpha's Misplaced Mate Forty Four
"Okay. We don't have time to waste today. We need to send out another search team; he's somewhere in Capital territory still," Carlos barks, pacing along the raised area around his office.Scarlet rolls her eyes and swings on her desk chair, shaking her head."He isn't, Boss. We spent the night searching, and there's no sign of him anywhere. We would have found him by now. He's probably made it back to his pack," she sighs.The door opens, and a group of guards file in, all looking remarkably pale."There you all are," Carlos scowls, his eyes flashing as he storms towards the men.They're visibly shaken, and one of them backs out of the line, his back hitting the door."How dare you abandon your charges. You are trained to stay by their sides at all times and never, NEVER, walk away," Carlos screams, his voice ringing around the office.The interns weren't allowed in today.Scarlet had been the one to tell them that this morning when she came back from her patrol and found the five co
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"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Conrad mutters, stepping around a gigantic puddle.Her boots stopped being waterproof two streets ago.Pulling her jacket tighter around her, she curses herself repetitively as she dodges people on the sidewalk.How's it going?, Carlos links her, amusement heavy in his tone.I regret ever leaving. It's awful here; I would rather be stuck in the woods with Scarlet trying to make me adopt those children again, Conrad complains, keeping her head down.She's almost at the building, and that's the only thing keeping her going. She wasn't able to get a taxi; they were all booked when she was leaving the hotel.It looks horrific on the news. Rina asked to speak to you this morning, and she laughed when she found out you went into the city. Can you see the guards?, Carlos asks, and Conrad glances over her shoulder, making eye contact with the two men in suits.They're walking side by side and talking into cell phones.Yeah, I can see them. They're blending well at the mome
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Carlos bursts into the hospital, his hair dripping onto his already sodden shirt."Room 76?" He pants to the front desk, looming down at the woman.She stares up at him blankly, chewing on her gum."Name and relation to the patient?" She drawls."My name is Carlos. Her name is Conrad Rosser. I'm her fiance," he bluffs, his irritation rising with every smack of gum.He hates human spaces at the best of times, but human hospitals really bother him.It's not only the risk of exposure that stresses him out, but also the noise and disorganisation."Fine. Turn left at the end of the hall, and keep walking. Look at the numbers; knock before you go in. She's on her own," she drones.Carlos is gone like a bullet from a gun as soon as she finishes speaking, following her instructions until he's standing outside of the brown door.He forgets to knock, walking in and coming face to face with a scowling lady."Out, knock first," she snaps.Carlos blushes, turning on his heel, closing the door, and
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