Book2 Chapter20
“Why are you going to give him control of the pack you won?” I’m slightly confused why he would give up his Alpha position.
“If you don’t choose me, then at least I know he will be everything he’s supposed to be. I would be able to sleep at night knowing that you are taken care of. That the pack’s strong. Also, I think it’s time for me to take over my pack. I can’t do both. I can’t lead two different packs so far apart. I’m preparing him for my departure. It’s the right thing to do, Rya. I always knew I’d come back here. I just didn’t know when or how. But you made it possible for me. You helped me to start to live a life I was always meant to live.” His throat is tight
with his own feelings.
but I
“I don’t want to have to give you up, but I won’t stop you from going to him. I understand completely. It’s going to be hard for me, will be okay in the end. Trust me, I want you to choose me…not by default, not because you want to get back at him. I want you to choose me because you want me, love me. I can be everything you want, everything you need. I just want you to see this for yourself.” He’s holding me close to his body as if I might disappear from his grasp at any moment.
“Let’s go downstairs for a while before Ido something we might regret in this moment.”
He gets up off the ground and goes to his bag, pulling clothes out, getting dressed. I watch him as he does the zipper up on his pants,
then the button. He just throws on some random shirt that looks so good on him.
Going through drawers, he finds panties, a bra. Smiling, he holds up the material to ask if these are okay. They are my best pairs. I don’t have many; I never had anyone to dress up for.
He gently dresses me, putting on my socks, pants, and carefully my shirt, before fixing the sling again.
“I’m going to take those pins out in the morning before I go.” My eyes snap up to him.
“You’re leaving tomorrow?”
“Yes, I have to. There are some more females that are due anytime, and I have to be there.”
“I can understand, but I’m going to miss you.” I think I pout it out. Is this my first pouty lip?
“Rya, have you noticed that there was an influx of females going into their heat after you arrived back into the pack?”
“Yes, they were just starting to come in about two months after I arrived.”
“Did that happen in the pack you were training at? Did more females go into heat when you were there?” So he’s caught on to what I have suspected.
“Yes, as soon as my eyes started to change color, so did the females‘ heat start to come more and more. Even the sterile females started to go into heat,”
“I had a feeling that was the case. Another anomaly. I could see packs going to war over you.” He kisses the side of my face.
“You look beautiful. Come, let’s meet some wolves that I haven’t seen in years.”
When he opens the door to the basement, laughter, singing, and bottles clanging together meet my ears. He has hold of my hand, not letting it go. Is it for me, or is it for him?
All the talking stops once we are in the open room. Several couches have wolves sitting comfortably on all the cushions with drinks in their hands. A pool table at the opposite end of the room has gathered bodies watching the action.
A few wolves with guitars in hand are strumming tunes that other wolves are singing to. More wolves are huddled in private clusters talking and joking around.
It all stops once we arrive.
“Caleb, get Rya a water, and get me a beer.” The king of the party gets up with a grumble but does what he’s told.
“Rya.” I think he must notice the way we are holding hands, because he twists the cap off before handing the cold drink to me, putting it in my hand that’s in the sling.
“Brother.” He opens the beer for him as well, because he’s not letting my hand go.
I watch as the two brothers raise their beers in a silent salute, clanging them together, before tipping them into their mouths with a quick chug.
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That’s when I notice all the smiles, everyone starting to stand and come to him. Not enough to get in his personal space, but enough to press in slightly.
I can see Cash on a chair. His eyes already have that faded film look that alcohol brings. I wonder if he has his beer goggles on? Arms crossed over his chest with a beer dangling from his fingers, he takes another sip that I’m sure his body doesn’t need.
Males start to come up to Dallas, each one giving him a quick hug, a pat or squeeze on the shoulder. He gives them back.
“Welcome home. You’ve been missed. How are you?” All words that are spoken to him are answered back with a smile. I notice the way the females don’t come too close. Instead, they smile their happiness to him, but they don’t touch him at all, and he doesn’t touch them
either.
The party starts back up, music picking up in volume. A female demands to hear a certain song from the guitar players. A few maleslinger around Dallas, asking questions.
He places a kiss against my shoulder at random times while speaking with the wolves.
