Rita’s POV We are getting ready for the Gamma Ceremony. Nothing too fancy, just a dinner in the packhouse for the pack. I chose a simple black flowing dress for me with a gold belt. Gracie and GJ are both dressed nicely but not fancy. Garett is wearing his uniform. As will all the warriors not on patrol. I asked Chris if there was a way to make sure Casey was on patrol since I knew this would be upsetting for her. He gave her the night off so she could chose to stay home. I hoped for her own mental health she would. Yesterday was a really difficult day for her. She got off the elevator on the wrong floor and caught me and Garret in a very passionate make out session in our kitchen. I was wearing his shirt. The kids were already in bed. Then, she saw the sonogram pictures on the fridge. I felt horrible that she found out like that. I wish there was another way for us to live without hurting her. I don’t hate Casey, I’m not jealous of her. I’m truly sorry

Rita’s POV We made up, as well as three women who hate each other can. Anastasia started taking more of an interest in pack affairs which helped Rebecca a little. The next three months we figured out how to live together. We aren’t friends, we likely will never be friends, but we have boundaries and don’t cross them. Garret has completely melted into his new role. I’m proud of him. Even if I fought him about it, he was clearly right. I’ll never tell him that. I’m getting close to delivery about 4 weeks left. “Excited?” Rebecca asked putting clothes in baby Marshal’s drawers. “I guess, I mean the kids are super excited. I just got used to being a mom of two how am I going to be a mom of three. One of which is a newborn?” “Instinct and intelligence,” Rebecca smiled. Phillip opened the nursery door, “I’ve been trying to mindlink baby.” “I’m sorry you okay you look upset?” We both look up at our Alpha who is pale. “There was a rouge attack on the pack school at Blood Lake,”

Rita’s POV- I stayed out of view when the Alpha and Luna and pack-members who lost children were here. My belly would be another dagger in their hearts. A dagger they didn’t need. Garret had a lot to catch up on after the funerals. I could see Casey’s death affected him. He loved her. Maybe not in the same way he loves me, but she was a part of his life. I know he kissed her in the hospital, I felt it. It was tender and apologetic not passionate. I hope he comforted her in her last moments. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little worried that Casey could now visit Garret in his dreams. Not that he sleeps much at all these days. He has been figuring out this Alpha thing mostly alone because that’s how he wants it. Im getting close to my due date. Rebecca is insisting I use the Luna Suite at the hospital even through we haven’t done my ceremony yet. I still don’t know. The kids are getting excited about their new sibling. Even as I felt Garret slipping a

Rita’s POV We were counting down the days until our wedding now we are traveling to meet the high council. Alpha Clive was crazy yes, but he kill 67 children. True proper procedures were not followed, but Alpha Malcom is dying isnt that punishment enough. “Alpha Garret Mitchell you were a witness in the attack and watched as Alpha Malcom slowly killed a fellow Alpha?” “I was present at a child murder’s confession and execution.” My warrior stands tall and straight he is not afraid not of anyone. “Alpha, Alpha Clive was not convicted of any crime and is held as an innocent man. Unless you proof of crimes.” The Elder was clearly out to get Garret for some reason. “Proof you ask. Yes I have proof I have tons of proof. Proof in these boxes, confessions from 70 rouges hired by Alpha Clive. The confession of Alpha Clive himself. The testimony of the young wolf Clive was attempting to infect with disease. What more proof do you need? This child killer deserved to die

Rita’s POV “Mommy?” I hear G’s voice and What sounds like Gracie’s whimper. “G, Gracie, is Grayson here?” I was still blindfolded. “Yes Gracie is holding him, he’s asleep,” G said. “We are in a dungeon. Two of our pack members are guarding the door.”“You are sure they are our pack?”“Yes ma’am.”“Baby have you commanded them?”“Can I? I’m just a little Alpha.”“Gracie you can help too , order them to release me, use your Alpha voices.”“RELEASE OUR LUNA,” both twins said together. It must have worked because my hands were freed and the blindfold came off. I looked around the guards were submitting to the twins. “My sweet Alpha’s, good job,” I said freeing them and holding all three in my arms. Normally, a child has to take the Alpha position to get their Alpha Voice, but G and Gracie were born with it. I have an authoritative voice, similar to an Alpha, I’m Alpha blood after all, and Technically Luna, but the kids have stronger auras and therefore stronger Alpha voices. The