“Ivory Fangs and I made a deal. They’re going to save Cleo from Alpha Rodrick and Luna Stella’s grasp, and in turn, I’ll help them with their battle against Oak Fur.”
After stating this, I explained in detail what happened after we were rendered unconscious. By that point, both Inda and Zach realized they had collars around their necks, and it took another round of explaining what the collars did. When I finished explaining our situation, the cell door opened again, and the guard, whom I learned was named Simon, walked in, placing another basket full of food on the table and taking the now empty one. We waited for the door to close before resuming our discussion.
“So what are we going to do now?” Zach asked, taking a bite from a brownie that had been sent with the second basket of food. Goddess, the food is so much better than what we got at Canine Sun, and I’m starting to think being captured was the best thing that could happen to us.
“I’m not sure. I think we’ll be asked to join the battle after they save Cleo,” I guess, feeling Inda lean against me.
“Will we?” she asks, her words quiet. It seems Inda has accepted our situation.
“If they allow us to join either Ivory Fangs or Oak Fur under Kaylee and Lucas’ reign, then yes,” I reply, watching a smile spread on Zach’s face.
“They plan to take Oak Fur from Alpha Ramos?” Zach asks, and I smile.
“They do.”
“Then count me in. If the food for prisoners is this good, imagine what being part of a pack like this would be like.”
I laugh at Zach’s reply and settle in beside my now-sleeping Inda. We were forced to come here against our wishes to keep Cleo safe. But now, staying here or even following Kaylee and Lucas to a new pack will be our choice if they ask tomorrow.
58
Kaylee
Looking across the table at Inda, Hale, and Zach, I note that they look less haggard than they did yesterday. Inda even seems curious about the boardroom, albeit a little fearful of everyone here.
“So let me get this straight,” Lucas growls in frustration, causing Inda to flinch. He sends her an apologetic smile before leaning back in his seat and running his fingers through his hair. “Canine Sun was promised a portion of Ivory Fangs’ wolves when they attacked us?”
“Not only that, but each man would have his choice of the she-wolves to use as an incubator for his pups?” David chimes in, his jaw clenched so tightly I can see the muscles popping. I still find this part hard to believe, but then again, Jordan was deranged enough to force me into heat to impregnate me with his pup and mark me as his.
“That’s correct,” Zach answers, reaching for one of the scones on the table. I chuckle, pushing the butter closer to the wolf, who thanks me enthusiastically.
“Your food is amazing,” he groans, Hale giving him a sharp growl. Zach looks at his brother-in-law with confusion as he takes a big bite of the scone. I suppress my laughter as best as I can before noticing Inda sitting there quietly.
“Are you okay?” I ask, watching her flinch again.
“I...I am not used to this kindness,” she admits, her voice quivering. My heart breaks for her, and I wonder just what sort of hell these wolves have faced to instantly turn to our side for good food.
“Well, if you three are willing to help us out, we’re willing to take you in,” Amelia says with a smile, pushing some blueberry muffins toward her. Inda hesitates but eventually reaches for a muffin and shrinks back into her chair. Hale watches as she munches on it, a small smile on his face.
“We were wondering if we would be fighting alongside you?” Zach asks, one hand holding his fourth scone, the other a mug of coffee. He eyes my apple juice, and I growl lightly at him, pulling the bottle closer to me.
“Anything but the apple scones and the apple juice is fair game. If you try to take them, we do not hold the pregnant Kaylee accountable for her actions,” Kurt warns with laughter, making me roll my eyes. Lucas takes this as his cue to push the plate of apple cinnamon scones to me, and I happily accept them.
“So, here’s what’s going to happen,” Amelia says from beside me, her eyes on my scones in mild amusement. “We’re planning to leave for Oak Fur in three days. From there, we plan to attack at night,” she continues, looking surprised when I hand her a scone. She takes it with a soft thank you.
“Why are you telling us this?” Hale asks, his eyes darting between Amelia and me.
“Because my men were told to meet us at the rendezvous point there to bring Cleo to you. The catch is we would like your help in attacking Oak Fur,” Amelia answers, taking a bite of the scone. I see slight hesitation in the family of three.
“Would we be taking the front lines?” Zach asks, fiddling with his coffee mug.
“No. We need you three to keep us informed of what your packmates are doing and to let us know if they’re coming to bring aid to Ramos,” I answer this time, nodding to Alexander.
The screen comes to life again with the chat between the alphas allied with Ramos. Hale lets out a low whistle while I work on deciphering the code they’re using.
“So that’s how you all know about the attack,” Inda voices from her seat, her eyes moving as fast as mine are. Suddenly, she stands from her seat, a snarl ripping past her throat, surprising me.
“Those bastards!” she screeches, causing everyone but me to grow tense. I see what she sees, and my own snarl rips through my throat.
