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“We’d be throwing her to the wolves.” Gray shakes his head. At least he’s a little hesitant.
“She’d have her own pack to defend her.” Falcon snaps and whirls on us, he puts his hands on his hips and scowls. “Now, this would have been better if it had never happened. If Vienne had kept her damn nose out of our pack, but she needed to control her son. Silas, we hurt him. We have a brief window of time to win him back. I’ve already had to turn several of our family away from the resort, but they know we’re here doing something. We are running out of time.”
Fear renders me silent. My hands tremble as I remember the last vicious conversation with my mother. The omega of her choice standing in the background trembling as security moves to drag her from my hotel.
I remember the desperate search that grew my panic like a bleeding wound. He wasn’t in the room, then the floor, then the building, and then he wasn’t anywhere. I barely remember the weeks after.
“How are you going to convince her?” I ask, and the numbness has spread to my lips.
“We are going to court her. Woo her. And through her, him.” Falcon says firmly. Decisively. His eyes lighten with his white smile, there’s a dimple in his cheek, but it’s the devil’s dimple, I’m sure of it.
I run my hands through my hair and stand up, no longer able to contain the racing energy inside me. I stride to the kitchen, rip open the fridge, and pull out a beer before turning back.
“This is insane!”
Grayson shrugs. “It’s not so crazy. She feels right.”
I stiffen and stare at him. “Did you help this to happen?”
“I wouldn’t say help exactly. She was trying to help us, I think.” Gray shrugs his shoulders.
“You don’t know what you’ve done!” I thunder.
Falcon and Grayson turn towards me and stare.
“She is now the female who will bear our children.” I grit out. “Think about how that is going to go down with my mother.”
Grayson winces. “Ah, yeah.”
“She will be the woman raising our children.” I look between them both and see the clarity dawn on their faces. “She will go through hell being with us. Hell.”
“So, you’re willing to lose him?” Falcon asks.
“I’m saying that it’s worth more than a second of thought. It’s worth a conversation!” I roar. The bottle shatters in my hand. I ignore it.
“This is the conversation.” Falcon says.
“No!” I round the island and get up in front of him. He’s taller than me, but my shoulders are wider. I shove him back a bit, just to get his damn attention. “This is you telling us what is happening. As usual.”
Falcon inhales, and I watch that glacial mask come across his face, shielding all expression. “Do you have any other suggestions?”
“No!” I snarl. “But I damn well don’t want to be dictated to, Falcon.”
“Um, should we come back later?”
I swivel my head and find the beta staring at us, with Dylan right behind. He grips her wrist and takes a backward step towards the lift that has all of us tensing. Her eyes drift over us. I wonder what she’s seeing, and then she locks onto my hand.
“You’re bleeding.”
I, what? I peer around in confusion before I realise she’s staring at my hand.
“Let go,” she says calmly, and then she crosses the room and takes hold of my wrist. I stare down at her, perplexed. I could kill her and solve all our problems right now. But that coconut is mellow, and the anger is draining away. She tugs me towards the kitchen and gets me to hold my hand under the cold water while she pulls the first aid kit out.
She’s quick and gentle, focusing only on the wound as she dries it and then cleans and finally bandages it.
I start picking up glass with one hand, but she shoo’s me away and tidies up while I stand there as helpless as the rest of the pack.
Falcon raises an eyebrow.
