‘She doesn’t even hang out with us, at all anymore.’ Yuri text ‘went bloody dancing on her own. without us.’
‘Shopping on her own. Slade, she was gone 12 bloody hours, by herself down into Phoenix.’
‘She’s angry you’re training her little brother to take over her position.’ he replied.
‘That’s not going to happen, right? You still want Ori as your Beta?’
‘Yes.’ He answered but didn’t tell them of the current Alpha and his Unit’s thoughts, hell, their position on the matter, couldn’t. It was a private conversation. He should have bloody insisted on staying home for the full moon, he thought, not that he wanted to skip Alpha College or have it be delayed. He just wanted to know if she was or wasn’t his Mate. He might very well not be, pushed it aside. She was likely going to be one pissed off she-wolf when picking him up in two weeks’ time. And who the hell was ever mated to their own bloody Beta?
He let it go, needed to get Gretta’s words out of his bloody head. But at the same time, it wasn’t like he’d not thought about it, or her in that way. Hell, a part of him still thought they had hooked up the night before he’d come here, and she had just blipped over it. Embarrassed about it, was the realisation he’d come to.
He knew she wouldn’t want anyone to know about it either, nor would he. Her father would bloody kill him, and trying to remove her from the ascension line? The right way, or having her removed because of them sleeping together, something her father would consider irresponsible of her: would be two very different things to Ori.
Likely she’d respond in two very different ways to how it was done, even.
Oriana
She’d spent an entire week in her room. She thought it was for the best for her to stay away from everyone; well anyone that might pick up on that she was pregnant. She didn’t want to get into it with anyone here, she needed Slade to find out before anyone else did.
She did not want him hearing about this from his father or hers, for that matter, not even from Palmer or Yuri.
No, this was something they needed to discuss just between themselves at first, before everyone else know so that they were on the same page, so to speak, figuring out what to do about it, and likely come up with a plan and course of action before they got back to the pack and everyone there found out.
So, they could present a united front about this to his and her father, whatever that plan was? They weren’t Mates, though she had not come across him on a full moon yet, would though the night after he got home. Well, actually she wouldn’t, he’d be off with his family, on that family run with his little sister, when she shifted for the first time.
If they scented each other out he’d come and find her, and with a pup? Well, he’d likely just claim her. She wouldn’t stop him if he was her Goddess Gifted Mate. She did know him, he was funny and could be charming. The girls all liked him, she knew that; he was never short of a she-wolf.
Hell, even now she knew he was at Alpha College sewing his wild oats in every Alpha-blooded female that would let him. She sighed, he’d told her he would, and she told him to go right on ahead. She didn’t care. But right this minute, a part of her did care, and she knew it was stupid of her, and that it was only because she was pregnant with his pup, not because she wanted him for herself.
She had no claim on the man whatsoever, and wasn’t likely to ever have one, if they didn’t scent each other out. She was not going to be bound to him or have him bound to her either. No, it wasn’t the dark ages. They could work out some sort of normal, sensible agreement over their pup.
They could live separately but both of them raised their child. He was the dad, and that pup was going to be considered the heir to this pack. Slade’s Heir and when he found his actual Mate and Luna, that she-wolf would have to get over it. It was likely her pup would be many years older than any he would have with his actual Luna, when he found her.
The ascension laws of the pack would come into place, and his firstborn, which would be the one she was carrying now, would be considered the heir, and that was all there was to it.
‘Ori.’ Yuri mind linked to her. ‘Open your door. We really need to talk to you.’
She frowned, it was late, nearly 11pm ‘why?’ she asked, but got up. She looked down at her pj clad body, she hadn’t really gotten out of her pj’s in a week now. She pulled on a dressing gown.
‘It’s bloody important hurry up.’ Palmer stated, and she could actually hear the urgency in his voice now.
She opened the door and the pair of them practically shoved their way into her suite, and her out of the way to barge in. Surely it couldn’t be that important or urgent, they were only the future heirs.
“Sit.” She stated and waved them to a seat on her couch. Neither of them sat, they were just staring at her in a kind of half-panicked state, she realised. She frowned at them, there was no attack on the pack, no alert from their Alpha that anything was wrong at all. She couldn’t see a reason why they would be looking at her like this at all.
“Calm yourselves boys.” She shook her head “or who’d you accidentally kill and need me to hide a dead body from?”
“No, not that.” Yuri waved it off “it’s… well…fuck man, you tell her.”
“If you’re here to tell me I’m being stepped down, I already figured it out.” She stated, “hence the pj’s and no training.”
“What?” They both stared at her now, then Palmer waved it off. “Oh don’t worry about that, Slade still says you’re his Beta to just bear with it.”
She raised an eyebrow at him. Little did they know, “sit and spill it then.” She murmured.
They both finally sat down, and she watched Palmer frown at her for a moment and then shake it off. She wondered what he was picking up from her, ignored it and sat herself down, switched off all her emotions and pulled on all of her Beta bloodline, so he wouldn’t pick up on everything she felt.
“Um, we just overheard something about Slade.”
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