The Return to Crimson Dawn

Friday July 20th, 2018; 9pm

(Cole’s POV)

I wake suddenly with a gasp, nearly falling from my seat as the smooth black top road turns into the crunchy vibrations of a graveled roadway. I blink several times, clearing my eyes enough to see the sign, ‘Welcome to White Ridge, A Gated Community’. 

“Wait,” I suddenly gasp in a panic. “We’re supposed to be going to the Black Moon pack.” 

“Easy there, Cole. Everything is okay.” Jamie’s voice is calm but assertive as he tries to break through my increasing panic. 

“No it’s not okay. We’re not supposed to be here.” I try to convince him. 

“No Cole. Delta Ashman explained that the council changed the arrangements. Members of our pack are here so your father asked that they pick us up and the council agreed.” 

“That means he’s not going to pick us up until the rest get sent home. He won’t pick up just two wolves.” 

I’m really starting to panic as the Ativan has worn off and I fully realize what is happening. 

“This was discussed before you left Crimson Dawn. The only details I was given was to transport you to our pack.” 

The delta in the front seat of the van comments. I quiet my comments as my unease with the situation grows. I remember the conversation between alpha and this delta from a different pack than what was planned and I’m struggling to place my sudden unease about the situation.

 While I was fine with the arrangements on Alpha Black’s territory now that I’m here my instincts are screaming that everything is wrong about this transfer. Delta Ashman slowly comes to a stop in front of a large apartment complex consisting of three buildings, each four stories high but the lack of outdoor lighting and the darkness of night completely swallows all details of the territory. Delta exits the van quickly, opening the back before making his way over to the passenger doors. He throws them open in a display of aggressiveness much harsher than what he had shown while on Alpha Black’s territory causing me even more unease. Jamie wraps his arms around me as the classic wheeze of an asthma attack starts and I know I’m going to be in for a bad ride with it being panic induced. 

“I trust the ride here was uneventful?” 

Another voice speaks just outside the door. 

“There was a little delay in getting started but once in the van they seemed to settle nicely. With the one’s reaction to being here there might be some difficulties getting them out of the van.” 

“Why do you think that?” 

The new voice has become gruff and impatient. 

“Come on boys, I don’t have all night.” He yells impatiently making it that much harder for me to move. 

“I’ve never seen so much stuff packed for two men.” 

He growls as he starts pulling our things from the back and tossing them onto the pavement in front of the apartment building. 

“Get out!” He yells as he passes by the door. 

I can’t hold back and yelp in response to his growing impatience. 

“Come on Cole, we need to get out.” 

Jamie states firmly with a hint of nervousness. 

“What’s going on with them?” The second voice speaks again. 

“The one that has anxiety issues is claiming they shouldn’t be here. The situation was explained to them before they got in.” 

“Were they told that they were last minute additions to the run?” 

“No Alpha Whiteman, that information was not given to me.”

Even though his response towards his alpha is calmer it’s the last piece for my already crumbling mind. 

“No!” I can’t help but choke on my shout as everything starts getting worse. 

I fight Jamie’s hold on me as my mind starts swimming with negativity. I have never been out of the territory longer than six months and there’s no telling how long I’ll be away if what I heard from Alpha Whiteman is correct. 

“Let me handle this alpha. We both know that you don’t deal with health issues easily.” 

A much kinder voice breaks through the massive haze I’ve gone into. 

“You’re right about that. I’m turning in for the night. I’ll call Alpha Redmen in the morning to get some clarity on the situation.” 

“They seem close. Do we have any two bed apartments left?” 

“Yes Beta Greene, 12B on the first floor is available.” 

A female’s voice becomes apparent. 

“Start taking their stuff to the apartment. It sounds like one of them is having an asthma attack. When I get them out of the van, I need you to show the one that’s doing okay to the room while I have the other checked by the doctor.” 

“Yes sir.” She speaks as I hear a set of footsteps approaching the door. 

I’m shocked but don’t move from Jamie’s hold as I feel someone climb into the van, sitting in the seat behind us. 

“The two of you seem quite close but you’re a little young to be on your second chance mate.” 

“We’re not fated mates, sir.” Jamie starts to explain quietly. “I am his fated beta.” 

“That explains a lot more than my assumption. I need the two of you to exit the van and I need the young alpha here, to follow me to the clinic. We need to get this asthma attack under control before we meet with the council. This level of fear over being in the wrong place isn’t normal.” 

“No!” I choke on my yell as my lungs constrict even more. “No…. council…. Tests…. painful…. Just…. need…. neb…. neb….” 

I’m panting hard as I spiral, there is something about being here that just isn’t right.

“Slow down Alpha Redmen, I’m struggling to understand you.” 

“He fears the council getting involved. They only make things worse when he gets home. All he wants is a nebulizer treatment and to return to Crimson Dawn. He’s afraid that his father has lied to Alpha Whiteman as a means of abandoning us here until the rest of the pack is sent home.” 

“I’m sorry to hear that you haven’t had the experience with the council that you should. I can honor your request not to involve them and most definitely get you to the clinic for a nebulizer treatment but returning you to Crimson Dawn may be difficult to do. What’s your name, beta?” 

“I’m Jamison Williams but everyone calls me Jamie.” 

“Okay Beta Jamie, can you help get your alpha friend out of the van?” 

“Does everyone get called by their rank? Cole really hates being an alpha.” Jamie states sadly. 

“Yes. Alpha Whiteman is a very formal alpha and expects the same from everyone else. The only choices visitors have are being called by either their first or last name. It’s important to get moving before Delta Ashman has an aneurysm. Now that he’s finished unloading the van he’ll be looking to move it to the garage.” 

“Yes sir.” 

Jamie confirms the command while all I can do is nod before putting all my effort into letting Jamie go. It takes everything I have to move my body across the seat, towards the door. I fall backwards in the door of the van, sitting on the floor as I wheeze heavily.