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Mine! Chapter 30
We
slept hard, and my head was throbbing when I woke up. The emotional toll and
the physical release on top of it left us unable to do more than stumble into
bed. It was after noon when the buzzing of my phone woke me up. I had four
messages, none of them were good, and the coffee was taking forever to brew.
“What
are you doing?” Kraig asked.
I
turned. “I thought you were still asleep.”
“The
smell woke me up. Is there enough for me?” Kraig yawned.
“Of
course.” I interrupted the brewing long enough to pour Kraig a cup. I could
wait. “Are you hungry? I’ll make something.”
“Not
really.”
“Something
light.” I popped a few slices of bread in the toaster. Honestly, my stomach
wasn’t up to a full breakfast either. “Jam or butter?”
“Butter.”
Kraig sipped his coffee and sighed. “A lot’s going to happen today, isn’t it?”
I
nodded once, resisting the urge to rub the back of my neck or my temples. “I
have some calls to return, a few more to make, and Christian will be here soon.”
“What
do you think they’ll say?” Kraig stirred his coffee, the spoon tinkling against
the sides of the cup.
Maybe
I didn’t have enough sleep, or maybe it was the headache, but I asked, “Who?”
“The
other alphas? You asked Park to call a counsel, remember? To tell them you
mated a human werekin, that some doctor was doing crazy experiments, and now
you think the human werekin are trying to… I don’t know, become stronger than
alphas? Take over?”
“We
don’t know why the human werekin had the doctor experiment on you. And, in case
you forgot, you’re not a human werekin anymore.”
“Nope,”
he muttered. “Went from having no animal soul to being a freak with two.”
The
plate dropped down on the table with a thump. I narrowed my eyes and growled. “I
thought I told you not to talk about yourself that way.” I sat down beside him
and consciously tried to calm down. “I don’t care if you’re human werekin, bonded
werekin, or a pink elephant with blue stripes. You’re my mate. I’ve wanted you
forever, and you’re mine now, so that means I could give a fuck what anyone
else thinks. Our bond is not up for debate.”
Kraig
took the hand I offered him across the table and squeezed it. He looked up
briefly. “Yeah, okay.” Not exactly the most convincing agreement, but it would
work for now. He let go and pulled the plate closer. “Thanks for the toast.”
“No
problem.” Mine popped up so I went to get it from the toaster. The coffee pot
was finally full so I poured a cup into the biggest mug I could find and sat
down at the table again.
“So
who called?” Kraig asked between bites.
“Park
to let me know he made the counsel request. Christian checking in at nine to
say he’d be here by four, at the latest, and two alphas.”
Kraig
pulled the crust off one side of his toast. “And?”
“Durant,
Alpha of the Eagles will come. Ritch’s former alpha is coming too.” And that
was why I had to make another call to Park. I hope he’d gotten some rest.
“Is
that wise? He could challenge you.”
I
snorted. “He could try.” A fully-mature Tiger alpha, strong with a full clan
believing in me? I’d have the edge. “He might have information we need. From
what Ritch said, he’d have nothing to do with a plot to elevate human werekin,
but it’s better to keep him close.”
“I’m
going to go get dressed,” Kraig said. “You could join me.”
That
sounded wonderful, and I was very tempted, but our little interlude shutting
out the world last night and this morning would have to hold me over. “I really
need to call Park,” I said.
Kraig
sighed but nodded.
When
he was safely out of distance in my suite, I picked up my phone and pressed on
the picture of Park flipping me off. Three rings went by before he picked it
up. “What, Deke?” he growled.
Another
Alpha might punish him for using that tone, but this was Park. He’d just been
reunited with his brother, found out his father was a traitor and then dead,
and he was playing host to an abused human werekin. He deserved a little
leeway. “I only got two calls back from other alphas today.”
“That’s
because five of them confirmed they’d already heard rumors and would be arrive
for tomorrow’s counsel. Two refused outright, and another four are considering
it.”
“Okay.
Christian will be back today around four. I need to call my uncle and then we’ll
all meet here afterward to lay out everything we know, all the evidence,
anything that might make these archaic assholes listen to us. If I can convince
enough of them, we can go beyond a regional counsel and call for one country-wide.”
“Good.
I want a pound of flesh off whoever started all this shit.”
“Agreed.”
I’d have no qualms about taking out anyone who was part of hurting my streak. “Bring
Ritch with you.”
“Do
you think that’s a good idea?” Park said.
“Obviously,
or I wouldn’t have told you to do it. He spent more time with the doctor than
anyone but Kraig, and he’s lived in two different groups as a human werekin.
His insight could be invaluable.”
Park
sighed. “Fine. We’ll be there between three and three-thirty. Make sure there’s
food.”
“Your
mom is my next call. She deserves to be here too. I’m sure she’ll handle that.”
Who knew if we’d have the stomach to eat after going over everything? “Your dad’s
body—”
“Burn
it and scatter it to the winds,” Park growled. “His soul is in another body
anyway.”
I
winced. “I understand, but I think that’s your mom’s call.” I wasn’t going to
take any decisions away from her.
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