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KARINA POVHe looks so tranquil while he sleeps. Even the grayish tint to his skin and fangs peeking from under his top lip look innocent. His body is so big I can't see the twin-size bed underneath him, but that doesn't take away from the cuteness either. He is like a muscular mountain with the face of a handsome child. He snores slightly and I grin. He didn't fight me telling him to lay down in my bed like I thought he would. He simply did what I said and watched me for maybe a minute before passing smoothly out. I sit down at the little desk and lean my chin on my hand. He has been asleep for three hours so my chores are done, but I don't want to wake him yet. I want to let him rest for as long as I can. He deserves a peaceful slumber. I know from my hospital stay both he and Adeline have a hard time sleeping throughout the night without experiencing a nightmare. I sigh and glance toward my door. Chloe will be showing up here soon expecting to hear all about my picnic da
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ATTICUS POV"Pack Thurman is truly beautiful, " Karina says sweetly as she looks around at the gorgeous landscape. I nod. My... Our mind is still reeling from the fact that Karina caught onto my internal dilemma with my/our identity. We didn't realize she was so observant. "It is well maintained. The workers here are well divided... I need to ask Logan if his Father wrote any of his methods down.... Kincaid Pack needs someone like Patrick Thurman as their Alpha. Not someone like me. I have no idea what I am doing," I/we say and Karina stops walking. "Stop doing that! Okay, I get it, Rupert made you do some bad things and you hate yourself for them. But you need to accept that those things happened. You did them to ensure your survival... And Adeline's survival. Move forward, damnit. Become the best version of you. Those assholes are all dead. You can read and learn all about what it takes to be a great Alpha. You need to became a great King. That's the best way to get back at all o
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ATTICUS POV The thick wooden door practically groans as we knock once more.Our sensitive ears can hear Logan moving inside, but he isn't answering. Finally as we go to knock again the door swings open. Logan's face instantly goes from annoyed to surprised and then to apologetic. "I'm sorry. I am a little behind schedule. Come in, Atticus. What can I do for you," Logan says as he steps back and runs a hand down his stressed face. "I only need a moment of your time. The W.O.L.F agents I left in charge at Pack Kincaid have sent word that my house is finally finished. Karina and I will be leaving tomorrow," we say and then bite our lip. Hopefully Karina comes with me tomorrow. We haven't spoken with her yet. We decided to inform Logan first. What if Karina isn't ready? We will have to return without out her until she follows. "Oh, that's wonderful. I mean we are sorry to see the two of you go, but I know the pack over there needs you," Logan says as he sits down behind the big
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ATTICUS POV "Wow, this is really nice," Karina says as she takes in the living room of the new Kincaid Packhouse. We have to admit the natural wood floors and leather furniture look wonderful in the large living room. The decorations are welcoming but don't make the space feel cramped. At least half the members could relax in the space at a time which is what we asked for. "Thank you, Future Queen. The pack members worked hard. They created large communal areas and rather moderate living quarters, per King Atticus's instructions. This floor has a thirty by twenty-two living room with a wood fireplace, a large kitchen with an island big enough to seat eight, a large formal dining room that can fit fifty, two small omega bedrooms, and a small bathroom situated between the bedrooms. Upstairs has three good-sized bedrooms, an office, a huge storage closet, and three bathrooms. Each area has been furnished in the same style as this room here. We felt it was warm but blank enough for
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ATTICUS POV Easy. We can do this. Present the offer and leave if she refuses. If she becomes upset leave. Karina can speak with her if she becomes distraught. We can do this. We can do this. We raise our hand and knock on the weathered-looking door gently. It looks as if it could be blown off with a gentle breeze much less one of our full-blown knocks. Destroying her front door won't win her over. "Coming," a faint voice calls out. After about thirty seconds the aged door opens to reveal Mrs. Frost. A tall thinner woman with graying red hair and sharp brown eyes... The first widower on my list of possible omegas.Her welcoming expression drops as soon as she takes us in, but we keep our face neutral. She can have whatever opinion she wants. We expected nothing less. "May I help you, ...King," she asks reluctantly and we see the pull at her thin lips. At the age of fifty-five, Mrs. Frost is a good candidate for being an omega. She is past the age of having children and it
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ATTICUS POV We stretch a second before turning the next page in one of the books Logan sent us.We have been reading Alpha leadership books for hours now and we feel better about leading a group of people. Each book has covered different issues that have been plaguing our mind. Topics such as finances, diplomacy, and even counseling roles. No wonder Patrick Thurman was such a good Alpha. He had all this study material at his disposal and it seems he used it. "knock" "knock" the sound rings out seconds before my office door opens and Karina's face pops in smiling. "Hey, got a second? I wanted to update you on Mrs. Frost and Mrs. Harris," Karina asks and we nod eagerly while closing the thick book. "Good," she responds as she steps in and closes the door behind her. We take the brief second her back is turned to check her out and instantly grow stiff.Her worn out jeans are hugging every curve of her lower body. Her plain light blue t-shirt isn't revealing, but it looks so sof
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KARINA POV Fear twists my insides as I pace back and forth in the pack house living room. Atticus ran out of the house a good hour ago and we haven't heard a word since."Karina, honey, sit down," Mrs. Harris says softly but I shake my head yet again. The two women haven't spoken much since they came running out of their rooms at the sound of Atticus's roars, but they have asked me repeatedly to sit down. I just can't do it. I can't relax until he is back. I know my mate is the King. I know there isn't a single wolf alive that can defy him, but what if he never gets the chance to give a command? What if they hit him with an illegal weapon? Rupert had so many illegal weapons. It wouldn't surprise me to see lone wolves in this area with them. "Karina he is strong. He won't let those assholes get far," Mrs. Frost says and I am taken aback by her confidence in Atticus, but I decide not to respond. I wrap my arms around myself and take another lap around the huge room. Gone is the
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ATTICUS POV The gentle breeze of the night tickles our nose as we watch the trees sway. Possible scenarios and bad thoughts have been torturing our mind ever since we came upstairs. Hurting one of our loyal agents wasn't something we planned on doing. Pity for Layla's pain is turning our insides. The lone wolves have murdered at least one wolf and we decided to give them a second chance. They didn't have to kill, but they did. They chose the worst course of action every since leaving the Kincaid pack and we felt bad for them because of Rupert. We felt like they were the same as us, but now that we have thought about it more we feel like we were wrong.What have we done? Just because someone bad hurt them we decided it was okay they hurt others. We should have killed them on the spot, but the look in their eyes made us soft. We can't save everyone we have a pack to protect. We sigh harshly and close our eyes. Just as despair threatens to swallow us our favorite scent begins to
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