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Chapter 268

    Chapter 268


    Chapter 0268


    To say I was sore would be an understatement. Alec lived up to his word when he said he wasn’t going


    to be gentle. Not that I minded. Reconnecting physically was something that I needed. He was mine.


    and I was his. The only man I would let touch me.


    We had just finished getting ready and were about head out. There was so much to discuss but yet, so


    little. After Colt dropped that bomb on us, the possibilities were huge. We needed to go through the


    Midnight River packhouse and get rid of any sensitive information.


    Colt wanted to meet us there and allow all the women to get


    whatever they wanted from their houses. They could either request to stay there or abandon it


    completely. All of us would understand either way. If they had a mate, it was required they would live in


    the packhouse or until they can show how to properly treat a mate. At the end of the day, it was up to


    the woman to stay with them or reject them. All would be required to undergo some therapy to make


    sure they weren’t being coerced. I had a feeling most, if not all, the women would request new housing.


    In addition, all women and men would be allow to choose which pack they wish to join or even have the


    opportunity to ask to join another pack. There are some packs across the U.S.A that had the same


    reputation as Alpha Rip. Part of me feared they would leave and find them, taking their mates and


    children with them. At the end of the day, I knew it wasn’t something I could fully intervene with and it


    wa up to the women to decide.


    Everyone has been notified of these options and when we arrive a the Midnight River Pack, we should


    have a good idea who is goin where, or at least by the end of the day.


    “What did you do to the warriors?” I asked as we walked to the ca


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    “They each fought me and did a few different drills.” Alec sighed.


    “What about the Midnight warriors?”


    “They were punished with the whip and will be brought out with cuffs. to either plead their case or be


    killed. Their choice.” Alec didn’t seemed fazed by this.


    “Where are they now?” I asked in the mind-link since we just pulled out of the garage and headed to


    meet Colt.


    “Our warriors came and got them this morning and walked them over. They are already at the pack and


    chained to poles.”


    “This will be a long day.” I sighed. “I hate this part of the job.”


    “Me too, love. Me too.”


    “So, you settled on that pet name for me?”


    “Seems like a life time ago we were having that conversation.” Alec


    chuckled.


    “I know. I’m hoping I can talk Colt into opening the club tonight.”


    “I think he would be on board with it.” I felt a little excitementing


    from Alec.


    “Is the construction of the event center finished?” I asked.


    “Actually, it is. Finishedst week. I have already secured them for a housing division.”


    “When did you do that?” I asked,pletely surprised.


    “The other day. I got an email from them and we needed more housing anyway so it worked out.”


    “It’s nice when things workout.” I said as we slowed down. “I don’t think I have ever been here.” The


    boarder waspletely brick and about eight feet tall. Wrought iron metal doors were standing open


    for us with pretty high techy looking cameras sitting on each corner. The trees were thick the entire way


    until we reached an opening. Everything was dark in color. Dark grey packhouse sat in the middle with


    a ck roof. There wasn’t any nts or greenery. It was either concrete or metal. My heart immediately


    broke for those kids.
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