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“I think it’s clear why we’re here.”
Wilder shook his head. “In your condition?”
Gray scoffed. “You think I’m not going to be here to help my nephew?”
“Rohan know you’re out here?”
The look on Gray’s face made him wonder. “I sent him a text.”
“I can watch the boys.” Wilder told Gray over the sounds of shouted cries. Gray was ready to give birth soon, and he feared the omega couldn’t handle being out there for long. “You need to get off your feet.”
“Are you kidding?” Gray asked, pulling out a bullhorn. “I’m not goinganywhere.”He scanned the area. “Youcanwatch the boys for a moment, though.”
Wilder nodded and eyed Lake and Auggie.
Gray climbed the courthouse steps, facing the protestors. He hit a wrong button on his bullhorn, the squelching sound causing many to cringe and cry out—but it did the job and got the crowd’s attention. “I’m Avery’s uncle, Gray, and I’m so honored you all came out here today!”
A collective roar came from the crowd.
“Avery broke the laws. There’s no doubt there.”
A few boos came from the crowd.
“But those laws are unjust!” Gray added, pumping a fist into the air.
Another roar came from the crowd.
“We omegas deserve better!”
Another roar.
“It’s time the provincial government makes a change! The only way that’s going to happen is if we come together. Avery said he wanted to get loud, so let’s be loud!”
The crowd cried in agreement.
“We omegas need to boycott!”
Louder roars came, nearly deafening Wilder.
“Let the alphas clean and tend to their children!”
A collective chant of“yeah!”came.
“Let them cook and clean!”
“Yeah!”
“Let them see how much we already do for them!”
A chorus of screams came.
“Boycott!” Gray cried.“No Freedom, No Peace! No Freedom, No Peace!”
The crowd joined in with Gray’s chant, the cacophonous sound reverberating along the entire center of the city. Once the many voices converged, it became a weapon of sorts, wielded by those without means. Wilder urged Avery’s brothers up the steps beside their uncle, where he got a better look at the crowd. From that vantage point, it was clear that there weremorethan a thousand protestors, and more were arriving by the minute. There wasn’t a speck of asphalt or sidewalk to be seen. Protestors were climbing up the steps to the Provincial Hall across from the courthouse.
The local guard had arrived at some point and was trying to maintain order—a tall order, indeed.
Suddenly, a microphone was pushed before him again, the bright light of a camera blasting. “Did you have any idea this would happen today, Mr. Jaymes?”
