All Chapters of The Making of a King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ATTICUS POV Running has never been more frustrating. Normally the wind in our hair is the most relaxing feeling in the world, but today we can't get our legs to move fast enough. Logan and the men are about a half mile behind us, but we haven't slowed down. Logan wasn't able to uphold his high speed, but we were. The Alphas and warriors that joined us fell in behind us without a single word. After another hour of pushing our body to the breaking point, we reach the smoking city built for peace. Scents of blood, fear, and silver instantly assault our nose. We come to a halt so that everyone can catch up and Logan shifts when he reaches our side. "I'm not too familiar with the layout, but I believe the committee building is that way," Logan states while pointing East.We nod before looking at the other Alphas still in wolf form. We know we can handle the enemy near our mate, but other wolves who live in Outcast are probably trapped in the bombed buildings. The majority of our force

ATTICUS POV We look over the group of ex-agents slowly. Their heads are bowed so we can't lock eyes with anyone, but we can still read so many emotions coming off of them. The main one is anxious. Our eyes linger on Layla for a longer moment than the others. She seems calmer since we killed Raymond's murderer, but the bags under her eyes tell us she still isn't sleeping. She isn't someone we deem dangerous anymore, but we also don't trust her 100% like we did before. "I want each of you to swear loyalty to Pack Kincaid so you can link one another in wolf form. Seven males and three females isn't a large warrior force, but it is more than what the pack had. Kincaid will need time to rebuild," we say smoothly, and the agent that guarded Karina in Outcast looks up. "My King, some of the older wolf couples we gained from Outcast are warriors. They can join our force as well," he says and we nod while thinking it over. That's true. The many wolves who fled Outcast have varied ranks.

ATTICUS POVRated R We sigh as we close the door to our office. After thirty-two calls all the Alphas have been informed of our new orders and plans. Some had reservations about moving, but none of them back-talked or gave us attitude. We did agree to give everyone a month before making them send workers to begin the project. That gives us a month to find the perfect secluded area to build on. We scratch our head as we travel down the hallway to our room. It's late so waking up Karina to revisit our idea from early probably isn't a good idea. She is most likely tucked in her own bed. How we got so lucky to call her ours is still astounding to us. After watching her from afar, rejecting her, and our father hurting her we never would have imagined we would be mated. Fate has an amazing way of coming around full circle. We open our door with our head down. Exhaustion is beginning to hit. The stress and adrenaline of the day are gone. Knowing everyone is on board is refresh

KARINA POV Adrenaline and hate rush through my veins as Layla gets within inches of my mom, but my feet remain frozen to the ground.None of my ideas give us a good outcome. We don't have time to shift into wolf form Layla is upon us. Shifting now would risk my mom's life. We can't fight her in hand-to-hand combat. I never took training seriously. Maybe I can push Mom out of the way and she can escape to find help. Suddenly Mom grabs Layla in a tight bear hug that pins Layla's arms to her side. The angry female snarls. "Hurry! Karina shift! Link Atticus," Mom screams, and Althea bursts forth without my consent. She immediately snaps at Layla's waist and Mom falls to the side to get out of the way. Layla shifts into her gray wolf and snaps at our throat, but Althea is quick on her feet. She jumps to the side and I smirk from within our mind. I might not be a fighter, but Althea is. Our relationship might not be a friendly one, but I can rely on her. She knew what needed t

ATTICUS POV 6 months laterWe sigh before setting down another profile. Going through every wolf's file in the world has been an arduous time and we have been doing it for three days already. This morning we finally decided we would need help with this task if we are going to ever finish it."Glad you invited me to help you," Logan asks with a smirk on his face from across our desk. "Yes," we respond before letting our face fall into our hands. Our eyes literally hurt from reading so much. We haven't ever been this bored with learning. Every file is the same. It lists the person's name, age, rank, appearance, pack, and family. It explains a brief significant history if the person has one and who they are mated to if the person is mated. "Well, I think it's a good idea to evaluate everyone before we all move. It allows you to pick out which packs should live next door to one another. I've already made a pile of packs that seem to have a lot of mating pairs in common," Logan says a