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Chapter 22
Conversation flowed
around him, but it slipped in and out of his mind. The voices he knew, some
more familiar than others. All seemed to talk about him. Rex wasn’t sure when
he had . . . fallen asleep? Lost consciousness? Whatever had happened, but it
was clear he’d missed something.
“Coven Leader Aspen, were
you like Beta Larry, aware of your son’s plan?”
Official tone. Rex had woken
in the middle of his entire plan being revealed to the higher ups. Heads would
most likely roll and Larry was going to take the brunt of it if he did not get
his ass moving.
“Head Supernatural Leader
David Perry, I swear to you, I would never have allowed my son to do such. I knew
the first time I came for a visit that something was off. I tried to get him to
confide in me, but . . .”
There was a huge sigh and
then a gruff voice that sent shivers rushing down my spine, settling in my
groin. “What I want to know is how a true born beta like that bastard could allow
the one that should have been his Alpha to degrade himself instead of standing beside
him?”
“Beta Fabin, stand down.”
That sharp command had Rex
bracing his hands on the side of the sofa and pushing himself upright. “Do not,”
every head in the room turned. “Blame Larry for doing as I told him.” Rex
cleared his parched throat. Why was he so dry? “I discussed my plan of actions
with my former - - Larry. He voiced his displeasure and dislike in my plan of
attack. He could not come up with another way, nor could I. I did what was best
for the wolves I was born to lead. They deserved better and I was going to
ensure the ones who requested it, got it. No matter the cost to me and my wolf.
It was all we could settle for.” Rex believed it was what any good werewolf
would do.
“There is several things
in there that I’d like addressed, Head Supernatural David Perry.” Alpha Widows placed
his hand on Fabin’s shoulder and squeezed. “Remain still. That’s an order,
beta.”
“You have the floor, Alpha
Widows.”
“First, Rex, you were
brave to do what you did. Second, Beta Larry has done admitted that he requested
you aid the pack, at any cost to yourself. That was wrong of him. He is to assistant
the Alpha, you are not and could not be the Alpha. What he should have done was
contact the Pack Master himself.” Alpha Widows frowned, then shifted his
attention to Larry, before moving back to me. “I can not help but feel that
there is more to the story between you and him. I also would like for you to explain
what Larry is a ‘former’ of.”
Shit. He’d caught that
slip. Rex hadn’t meant to give that away, but . . . No going back, but there is
a way out of it. “Since Mr. Chamberland is under restriction and his appointed
overseer is not present, I request a private meeting with Head Supernatural
David Perry.” Turned out not to me his wisest move, but in his defense he
learned a valuable life lesson.
“Son,” Aspen came over to
him and sighed as he shook his head. “You are no longer a member of the Chamberland
Pack.”
“What?”
He’d heard that before.
Didn’t believe it then, because Alpha Widow had been spouting off about him
belonging to him. First off, Rex belonged to no one, but himself.
“He is right.” Fabin ran
his hand up my arm, stopping to caressa my cheek. “The moment I announced you
as my true mate, you became a member of the Calvary Pack. You know belong to Alpha
Widows. That means you must make your request through him, and he must go
through the Pack Master and so forth.”
“Bullshit.” Rex rushed
backwards, shaking his head until he tumbled over the sofa, landing on the
other side, crashing through a glass coffee table.
“Crap.” Fabin shouted. “Are
you all right?”
Hands ran up and down Rex’s
arms and legs faster than he could brush them away. Each touch only added to
the fire rushing through his veins. Each passing second more and more bubbled
to life, flowing upwards towards the tips of his fingers, until . . .
“STOP!”
Fabin’s entire body went
stiff and he toppled over backwards. One deep chuckle flowed through the room
that had gone quiet. A snot accompanied it, as did a sucked in deep breath as
if someone had tried to hold in a laugh. Rex wasn’t sure what had happened. All
he knew was the tips of his fingers stung and tingled. The fiery feeling had
faded, leaving behind an ice like one.
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