I found her around one of the bonfires. She was sitting on a bench with a dozen of the kids from the pack, including Cooper. Cooper was on her lap and the other kids were scattered around her listening intently as she told a story. I couldn’t help the pride I felt watching her. She fit in so well here and I still couldn’t believe she was mine.   As I approached she saw me and seemed to know it was time. She placed Cooper on the bench with the kids and walked to me. I took her hand and we made our way towards the make shift stage that we always had set up for meetings.   I stood on the stage alone with her to the side in the crowd at first. Rogue first, mate second was the order of announcements tonight. I cleared my throat and the grounds slowly went quiet. 1400 sets of eyes were on me and I waited another beat for the kids to stop chattering as well.   “Welcome everyone, thank you for coming to this barbeque. The food h

{ Raine }   It has been 2 weeks since the barbeque. The day following the Alpha from France arrived and the meeting was held between the 5 of them. I learned from my mate afterwards that the rogue attacks here were the smallest of them in the European area. The other packs were getting attacked even more often than us and they agreed, it wasn’t the usual type. They were organized and seemed to be testing our borders, our protection. Our pack was the most protected with the most warriors so we hadn’t had many issues yet. The smallest packs were having the largest trouble, some had even lost members.   I watched as my mate was drawn into full Alpha mode. This was a big problem and he went into protective mode. After the meeting Alex and Car packed bags and headed out to Germany with Schmidt. From there they checked in on smaller packs including England, Austria and the few select others that we hadn’t gotten correspondence back from. The large

{ Raine } Fury filled my veins as his voice filled my ears. It wasn’t his voice as much as what he had dared to call me. I tensed in my grandmother’s arms and I heard her apologize about a dozen times straight into my ear. “I tried sweetie, I tried to say no, I begged the alpha, I swear,” she told me. My heart broke for her, I wasn’t mad at her by any means. My anger lied elsewhere and I needed her to know that. “Abuela, I know. I know.” I kissed her cheek and walked to Nel without sparing a glance at Matthew. I saw the phone to Nel’s ear and I knew damn well who he called, the one voice I needed to hear to calm down. “.… we have a probl-” I reached out and grabbed the phone from him and pressed it to my ear, desperate to hear his voice before I tore matthew’s head off. I filled him in and I could hear the a

He climbed off of me after a few more kisses and stood up in all his glory as he walked to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and then came back to the bed and scooped me up, earning a shriek from me at the sudden motion. He laughed and carried me to the shower before setting me down. “I just bathed,” I told him. “As did I, however we could both use another one,” he said, with a glint in his eye. He wasn’t wrong. We climbed in and I pulled my hair up in a bun since it didn’t need another wash. We washed each other with his luffa and as his hands roamed my body and I felt his not so little friend at my butt I knew this wasn’t going to be a short shower. He picked me up as I wrapped my legs around him like we had done once before only this time he pounded into me against the shower wall until we were both screaming each other’s names. We were standing

He pulled my hands and dragged me into his office, letting me slide in on his lap while he pulled out his laptop and went to work, explaining everything as he did it. He was sending his two best trackers to meet Schmidt’s best trackers. Schmidts were the best in the world but Alex’s were top notch as well as being better fighters if they found trouble. Together the four would be tasked with information and infiltration. Apparently they were experts and Alex had every confidence in them. “We have information about these rogues but what we really need is the hierarchy. Are they run by one? A few? A rogue alpha or king? Is there a few leaders to make it so there is one per area or just one single guy calling the shots? What are they really after, death or something specific? These are the questions that we need before we even consider war.” The word rolled off his tongue so simply, but as it hit my ears it felt so heavy.