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Oh Good 223

    She looks around, assessing. “That


    group with Gabe,” she says, making me smile. It’s exactly what I was thinking. They are the ones who are


    still exhibiting the most discontent in the pack.


    “Shall we?” I ask, gesturing for her to proceed me.


    The group looks up as we approach. “Mind if we join you?” I ask.


    *


    The group looks between me and Enya before one of them, the leader I‘ m guessing, shrugs. “It’s your pack, Alpha.”


    “Temporarily,” I say, waiting for the group to make room, then pulling over two chairs. I get Enya seated, then sit beside her.


    “When are you nning to let the warriors out of the cells, Alpha,” another warrior asks.


    “Alpha Shane and I are meeting with them this evening,” I say as the omegas bring our tes to the table.


    “Thank you, Jolie,” Enya says, smiling at the omega.


    “Yes, thank you, Jolie,” I say, making the omega blush.


    “You’re wee, Alphas,” she says before heading back to the kitchen.


    “Beta Dorian isn’t going to like being demoted,” one of the warriors


    says.


    “He’s already been demoted, Steven. Whether he likes it or not, he wasn’t acting as a Beta should. No Beta worth his title would have


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    allowed the insolence from this group that you were all allowed, even if you are his brother,” she says.


    I’m not sure if she’s always this confident, or if having me at her side is making her more confident, but I like that she’s not taking any crap from the group. I also make a mental note that Steven is Dorian’s brother, obviously a younger brother since he didn’t have the Beta position.


    “You’ve got a smart mouth, pup,” Steven growls.


    “Watch yourself,” I snarl, leaning forward and letting my aura out. “Or you’ll find yourself in a cell beside your brother. I won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting others in this pack, especially the Alpha heirs. I was very clear yesterday. Get in line or get out.”


    I watch as everyone at the table lifts their neck in submission except for Enya.


    “I’ve lost my appetite,” Steven says, pushing away from the table and standing. I tighten my aura around him, forcing him to stay in ce.


    “Tell me you understand what I just said,” I growl slowly, standing up to face him.


    I see Enya looking around the room which has gonepletely silent.


    I feel Shane and Beta Braden stand up from the tables they’re sitting at, ready if something happens.


    “I understand,” he spits out.


    “If we have to have this conversation again, it won’t end well for you. Got it?” I ask, my voice deadly calm.


    “Got it,” he says. I hold him a moment longer, then release him.


    “Anyone else have a problem?” I ask them.


    “No, Alpha,” they say.


    “Good,” I say, sitting back down.


    ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have suggested we sit here,‘ Enya says in the mind link.


    “This is exactly where we needed to sit. You have great instincts,‘ I tell her before starting conversations with the warriors at the table.


    Tonight’s conversation isn’t nearly as easy as this morning’s, but to their credit, the warriors do begin talking to us and telling me about themselves.


    When dinner is over, I thank the group for talking to us, then turn to Enya.


    “I need to speak with you, then I need to go check on our folks in the cells,” I tell her.


    She frowns. “Alright.”


    <b>Chapter </b><b>24 </b>


    I stay standing, watching him walk away before turning <b>to </b><b>the </b><b>others</b>.


    “Anyone else have a problem?” I ask them.


    “No, Alpha,” they say.


    “Good,” I say, sitting back down.


    ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have suggested we sit here,‘ Enya says in the mind link.


    “This is exactly where we needed to sit. You have great instincts<b>,</b>‘ <b>I </b><b>tell </b>her before starting conversations with the warriors at the table.


    Tonight’s conversation isn’t nearly as easy as this morning’s, <i>but </i>to their credit, the warriors do begin talking to us and telling me about themselves.


    When dinner is over, I thank the group for talking to us, then turn to Enya.


    <i>“</i><i>I </i>need to speak with you, then I need to go check on our folks in the cells,” I tell her.


    She frowns. “Alright.”
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