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Story: Saved By The King’s Gamma (Lycan Luna: Abbie & Gannon #1)
“If we have time on the way home, we will stop in there,” I tell her.
“So we are just here to see the Alpha?” Azalea asks.
“Yes. And once we are done, I will take you to see the children if you like.” she nods, her eyes becoming a little glassy. I am not sure if she misses the children who live there or because she knows she is coming back to this place and it scares her.
I knew this place haunted both her and Abbie. And after the tortures they endure at this place, I am once again second-guessing bringing her here.
It takes another ten minutes before we pull up out the front of the Pack house.
Alpha Dean and Alpha Brock stand waiting out the front on the porch.
However, when Azalea glances out her window and looks at them, her mood shifts through the bond.
Her eyes burn brighter, flickering, and almost glow, her jaw clenches as she glares past me and out the window.
Climbing out of the car, I am surprised when I hear her door open.
We had discussed she would wait in the car with Trey, but she gets out.
The convoy of cars also pull up, and my men jump out to secure the perimeter.
Trey jumps out of the front passenger seat with Liam and Liam shuts her door while Trey moves behind her.
Damian glances at me, but I shrug, wondering why she suddenly wanted to come inside.
Her mood has changed so swiftly I struggle to decipher the weird mood she is in, but seeing the two Alphas has awakened something within her.
The Alpha walks down the steps, holding his hand out to me, and I can hear Azalea walking around the other side of the car to me.
“What a pleasant surprise,” Alpha Brock says, his eyes glinting before moving to Azalea behind me.
His lips part, and Alpha Dean also pauses to stare at her.
It takes me a second to realize why they have paused.
Her aura was magnificent, so strong and commanding.
She stops beside me, and Alpha Dean’s hand shakes as he offers it to her, and I hear Damian huff when she doesn’t take it and just stares at it like it is diseased.
“Lovely to see you again, Ivy,” he says warily, glancing at me. Azalea waves his hand away. I don’t know where this sudden confidence came from, but I enjoy seeing the power she is using.
“That’s Queen Azalea, to you, Alpha. Now move,” she says, pushing past them and walking up the steps.
They gape at her, and Liam rushes ahead of her to open the front door.
I have no idea what is going on with her, but I will run with it to see what else she does.
The two Alphas all but fall over themselves, chasing after her and offering her coffee or tea, but she ignores them.
Stepping into the foyer of the place, she snarls at them.
“No. I wouldn’t trust you not to spit in it! And we aren’t here to chat, we are here for…” she glances at me, and my eyes glaze over, and I mind-link her.
“Looking for all the rogue reports. And to go through their archives,” I tell her. If she wants to handle this, I will let her because I don’t think she realizes what she is doing, and I like seeing the sudden fear on their faces that she invokes by using her aura.
These two men who were responsible for nearly destroying her but were now falling over themselves, trying to appease her. She tells them what she is looking for, speaking clearly and confidently.
“We don’t keep such files, Iv…My Queen,” Alpha Dean corrects himself. Azalea raises an eyebrow at him. And I can see Trey smiling behind her. He leans down to whisper to her, and she glances at him.
They gape at her, and I can’t believe they had the audacity to lie when they had no issue trying to label her as a traitor. And I know very well that the archives are kept in the basement.
“Your archives are kept in your basement. And you should have reports of every rogue that steps over your borders. If not, that is an infringement on your behalf, and if it is simply you refusing to hand them over that is punishable by death. Beheading sounds good?” She says, looking at me.
“As you wish, my Queen,” I answer.
“So which is it, you don’t have the archives I have requested or you don’t want to hand them over?
Either way Alpha, you seem to find yourself in a direct violation of Lycan law and your next answer determines the severity of your punishment,” she says, staring at them both.
I have no doubt Trey is feeding her laws through the mind link.
Both Alpha’s stumble over themselves to answer.
“What we meant is that we haven’t dug them out. We weren’t aware of your arrival or the King’s. If you come back in a few days, we could have them ready,” Alpha Dean answers her.
“If I wanted you to dig them out and remove any incriminating evidence, we would have called prior. But seeing as your pack is under investigation for the mistreatment of rogues, I don’t want you handling any such evidence or give you a chance to get rid of it completely,” she tells him.
“Mistreatment of rogues, my Queen. Whatever happened with Mrs. Daley, I assure you, your King has seen to her punishment,” Alpha Dean tries to say. She ignores his rambles.
“I would also like to see my files and Abbie’s. So if you could point me in the direction of your basement, that would be very helpful,” she says. Alpha Brock glances at his father before motioning down the hall, looking very ticked off he was being ordered around by her.
Azalea follows them to the stairs and up the corridor at the side before stopping at the door next to the steps. Alpha Brock opens the door and glances at his father.
“May we ask what you are looking for exactly? Most of the files down here are outdated and have nothing of use to anybody,” he asks, and Damian answers.
“What we are here for is of no concern to you. She told you already. So if you would step aside,” Damian says.
“We can show you down. It will be easier if we help, and …” Azalea growls, and her aura has him pressing against the wall.
“You heard my Beta. Now step aside, Alpha.” she sneers, the last word glaring at him, daring him to speak against her.
He swallows. The charged air around her is so thick and angry I fight to remain where I am.
Now that’s my Landeena Queen! The Alpha quickly steps away from her and Liam goes down first to check the place before signally it was clear.
Azalea looks at me and opens the mind-link again and I know she is waiting for permission. “Go on. If you want to take over, I won’t stop you,” I tell her and she quickly steps inside and starts descending down the steps. I stroll past the Alphas when Alpha Dean stops me.
“Are we in trouble, my King?” he asks.
“That’s for her to decide,” I tell him before following after my mate.
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