ATTICUS POV The last male human closes the folder and nods toward his kinsmen. Gavin takes a pen from his dress shirt pocket and rolls it across the table. "All of you will sign. I want it known that the agreement was signed by all of you," we say rather quietly, and the men hold our eyes for a moment before beginning to sign. They pass it to one another without uttering a word and when it is done the folder and pen are passed toward us. "We will get a copy made and have it sent back to you," Logan says as he gathers the items and tucks them out of sight. "Fine. Now what," one of the males ask and we study him before answering. He is one of the males that held a silver spray bottle. He isn't the one we want as a leader. Matter of fact none of them seem perfect for the role. Maybe..."I wish to go over how you will choose to run Outcast," we say answering the male's question, and his jaw clenches. "Isn't that up to us," he replies and we grin. He is trying to keep his to
KARINA POVI squeal with happiness just after I press end call. Joy for my friend and her mate explode in my heart. Logan said the delivery of their male had gone smoothly and Chloe didn't have to labor for too long before he was here. "Atticus," I call as I jog down the hallway toward his office. When I reach the door I throw it open with unnecessary force. The doorknob knocks into the wall leaving a small dent, but I ignore it. "Chloe had the baby. 8lbs and 2oz. They haven't picked a name. He is here," I say excitedly as my mate looks up at me in surprise. His shocked face quickly shifts into a smile and he pushes away from his desk a little. He holds his arms up toward me and I smile. "That's good. Is she the one who called," he asks as I move around his desk to sit in his lap. "No. It was Logan. He said they are expecting us to come visit them before we go tour the progress up North," I answer while running my fingers through his short facial hair. I like the new bear
ATTICUS POV Unease fills our gut as we sit with the exhausted-looking father and our attention drifts toward the open office door. Karina's scent is still strong. We can faintly hear Chloe as she talks to her, but still, the feeling in our gut worries us. "I have told him he needs to take a break," Gavin says and our eyes flick back toward Logan. His worn face does nothing to hide his annoyance with his beta. "I am fine. Chloe deserves rest. I am okay," Logan snaps and we glance toward the wall behind him. A picture of Patrick with his beta Hank from their teenage years smiles back at us. Curiosity and sympathy for the young Alpha joins our inner turmoil. "You named your son after your father," we say quietly and the two males go silent as they follow our line of sight to the picture."Yeah. He was a great... male," Logan says stumbling a little."He was. He wasn't perfect. But he was a great leader and a good Father," we reply and the room goes quiet as we all look at the
ATTICUS POV Light beams off the surface of the fresh snow and we squint as we try to look out over the miles of simple buildings. In a few more months everything will be complete. Werewolves will finally be able to move to their safe new homes. New schools and new businesses will hopefully thrive and thousands of bonds will be strengthened. "What do you think," Karina asks as she looks out at the progress. "I like it. The homes are closer together than what we are used to but between each pack, I put a few miles of cleared land. That way we have places to roam. Plus outside of all the packs is plenty of wilderness for all of us to use together " we reply and she nods. She seems worried as she bites her bottom lip and looks down at her hands. Her baby bump is more pronounced now and I know she stares at it when she is deep in thought about things. Something about this move is upsetting her and we don't like it. "Do you think we can all get along this close to one another," Kar
KARINA POV As the last of the Alphas board the train to return to their packs, I glance up at my mate. He has seemed withdrawn and pensive ever since Alpha Johnson overstepped. Even Logan couldn't draw out any more direct answers from him. "What's wrong," I ask as we begin to walk back. He glances down at me for only a second before looking away and I grow anxious. Maybe he is mad at me for suggesting the meeting. Now there is tension with an Alpha who leads the biggest pack. He probably caused the other Alphas to have an issue with Atticus's authority too. I am such a bad mate. I made this harder for him."Alpha Johnson has a large pack. His father and Grandfather eliminated a few Alpha families. They took over their lands and gained control of their packs. He is going to be a problem. I am wondering what the ex-agents know about him. We should look into how he treats his pack before the move," Atticus says and I bite my bottom lip.This meeting was supposed to smooth out our
KARINA POV My eyes flutter open for a brief second before they snap closed again. The light from the window paired with the grainy feeling already in my eyes hurts as I roll onto my back. I want to groan and go back to sleep, but I know I freaked my mate out last night. He will need to be reassured that I am alright. I sniffle a little and my eyes snap open once more, but this time in alarm. A familiar but out-of-place scent has filled my nostrils and sleep has completely left my mind. "Chloe what are you doing here," I question as I sit up and focus on my best friend sitting in my reading chair. She smiles at me but doesn't answer. Instead, she moves to my bed and sits down. "How are you feeling," she asks and I shake my head. She is skipping past my question because she knows I don't like causing problems. Pulling Chloe away from her son and her mate is definitely a problem. "I am fine. You should be at home with your son and your mate," I say voicing my thoughts a
This story is dark. Atticus Kinciad suffered abuse all his life. Please remember this story is strictly fictional. No one was harmed and I created all these characters using my imagination. Please read The Omega's Stand to understand Atticus's story. 7yrs old. I sniffle quietly as I try to shift my body around into a more comfortable position. I wish I had something soft to push under my aching bottom, but I don't. I could take off my tattered shirt, but then the silver would have access to more of my raw skin. "Stop moving around so much! I can't think for two seconds without you interrupting me," Rupert growls and I freeze. My father, Rupert Kincaid, hates when I make noise and he is quick to punish me when annoyed. "Sorry, Alpha," I whisper to please the large man sitting behind his desk. He grunts lowly to indicate he heard my apology and I almost smile. He didn't hit me or call me names. I must have made him happy with my submission. I go back to counting my br
The nights in my cage are normally so peaceful. Father isn't in his office so I can move around as much as I like. I can also daydream or hum if I like. But the dark sky on this night isn't bringing me an ounce of peace. The dull look in my baby sister's eyes and the screams of her grieving mother are haunting me. The look of pride in my father's eyes makes me feel dirty. It's as if he is a disease and I have been infected by him. "Why did I listen to him? Why didn't I fight against him? Why didn't I try to protect her," I ask as my throat begins to burn with emotion again. I punch my legs as tears well up in my eyes once more and hate for myself grows in my chest. I wipe my face angrily as the water slips down it, but the stream just gets thicker. I shouldn't be allowed to cry. I don't deserve to feel sad! I did it. I killed her. I am a monster just like him. I killed her to make him happy so I wouldn't get hit. I am a pathetic male just like he said I am. "I hate you," I w