bChapter 280 /b

    Cyra

    When we finally leave the office, I feel stronger. So when Warren asks us how it went, I don’t break down. Instead, I lift my chin and tell bhim /bthat my mother’s brother is exactly like my father and we won’t be creating any type of rtionship with my mother’s family.

    Warren looks at me a moment, then pulls me into a hug.

    “I’m sorry. I know that must be very disappointing for you.”

    “It is. But I’m not going to let it ruin my life. They haven’t been a part of my life up until now, so really, nothing changes.”

    “You’re heading over to the other side?”

    “Yes. Anything we need to know?” I ask him.

    “Things feel more settled over there now. Demoting Hugo caused a bit of a stir, but I think the pack realized very quickly that he wasn’t doing anything. Having Gamma Elliot over there has shown them how much they were missing by having azy Gamma. Oh, and Yana wants you to let Wendy and Hacker know that they have some yellow lines over here.”

    “Will do.”

    When we get to the other side, we check in with Wendy and Hacker, letting them know that some lines on the other side are yellow.

    “We have that over here too,” Hacker says distractedly. From what I can tell, he and Wendy work very well together. He’s saying things that make no sense to me, but she seems to understand what he’s saying and does whatever he’s asking.

    We leave them to it, then go to meet with Beta Eric. He’s great. He is very organized and with Gamma Elliot’s assistance, he’s been able to stabilize the pack.

    We have dinner with the pack and since Hacker and Wendy are still working over here, I have food sent to the Alpha office where the security system is. Yorick and I spend the evening with the pack members, getting to know them better and nurturing the rtionships with them that we need in order to create a loyal and happy pack.

    It’ste when we finally get to bed. Tonight, Yorick takes his time, as if he’s showing me again that no matter what, our life with be beautiful together. As always, time with my mate heals all wounds; emotional, mental, and physical.

    In the morning, we join the pack for joint sparring training. Here I get my first look at what Warren is doing to bring the packs together. Partners are set up so that they spar with someone from the other side and I realize that Warren has been assigning partners so that every day, they spar with someone new. It’s obvious that this is building rtionships within our joined pack very quickly.

    When warrior training is over, people linger, talking to each other, but eventually, they head back to their respective packhouses for

    breakfast.

    Yorick and I let Warren know that we’ll be byter to start going over pack business, then we return to the side we’re staying at.

    “Let’s do breakfast in the central area,” I say to Yorick. “It seems like everyone wants to continue talk. they are hungry and eventually that’s what draws them away. What do you think?”

    “I think that’s a fantastic idea,” he says.

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    When we return, I let the omegas over here know what I want to do, and rather than meeting with the omegas on the other bside/bb, /bI bhave /bbthe /bLead Omega here contact the Lead Omega on the other side to n a joint meal. Our omegas need to be unified bas /bbwell /bbas /bour bwarriors/bb. /b

    We’ve just about finished breakfast when Yorick and I get a mind link from Warren.

    ‘Alpha Ramin and Alpha Arman just arrived at the guard gate on this side. They are requesting to see youb, /bbCyra /b

    ‘What do they want?‘ I ask as Yorick growls.

    “I don’t know. Do you want me to send them away?‘

    I look at Yorick. “Let’s go see what they want.”

    “I’m with you,” he says, but he’s still growling at their audacity‘

    ‘Tell them they will have to wait until we get to them. I don’t want them on our packnds?

    ‘Will do. Do you want me to send warriors?‘

    ‘Did they bring any with them?‘ Yorick asks.

    ‘Only a handful. It doesn’t seem like this is an attack of any sort. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t have warriors hiding away from the packnds.’

    ‘Send some warriors to keep them contained. We’ll run so we can get there faster,’ I say.

    Yorick and I say goodbye to Eric and Elliot, then step outside before stripping and shifting.

    ‘If they think that they cane here and intimidate us, they will find out just how wrong they arei,’ /iRina growls, ready for a fightb. /b

    When we get close, I stop and shift, unwilling to approach my uncle and cousin naked. I get dressed, then reach out my hand to bYorick/b. bWe /bapproach the guard gate hand–in–hand.

    A man in his early twenties is leaning against an SUV simr to the ones we have in our pack. When he sees us, he pushes off the car and knocks on the window. The door opens and a man who looks like an older version of the first steps out.

    “Luna Cyra, I’m…”

    “It’s Alpha Cyra,” I snap, cutting him off. “My mate and I are co–Alphas of our pack.”

    I watch the surprise flicker across his face before being reced by admiration. He nces at Yorick, then back at me.

    “Alpha Cyra, I am your cousin, Alpha Arman. This is my father, Alpha Ramin. I understand the two of you had a … discordant conversation yesterday.”

    “Discordant? Yeah, I guess iyou /icould call ir,

    “My father and I are not in agreement with how he handled your call yesterday. We’vee to apologize and make amends.”

    “Really,” I say, turning my focus to Alpha Ramin./”Let me guess. You heard we’re rted to Alpha Quirin and bsuddenly /byou’re bconcerned /bthat your actions may cause us rally our family and decimate your son’s pack. Is that why you’re here?” I snarl.

    Alpha Arman opens his mouth, but I hold up my hand silencing him as my eyes remain bon /bbAlpha /bRamin.

    “Well, I am nothing like my father. So you can take y your Merry Menagerie and get the fuck off bmy /bpackndsb./bb” /b

    He steps forward, but Yorick’s warning growl makes him stop.

    “Alpha Cyra, I really dide to make amends,” Alpha Ramin says.

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    “It doesn’t feel good when people make assumptions about your intentions without listening to you, does bit/b, bAlpha/b? “bI /bbmap/b,

    “No, it doesn’t,” he says, watching me. A slow smile spreads across his face. “You not only look like your mother, you bhave /bher fire too

    “I wouldn’t know. I never had a chance to get to know my mother.”

    “Alpha Cyra, please. My father and yours have a lot of bad blood between them. That tainted his conversation with you yesterdayb, /bbbut /bwe really are here to make amends. And whether or not you ept this olive branch, the inheritance is yours.”

    “I don’t want your money,” I growl.

    “It’s not our money. It’s yours by birthright. Please Alpha, just give us a chance,” Alpha Arman says.

    I look at Yorick.

    ‘It’s up to you, Cyra. They’re your family,’ he says in the mind link.

    ‘Rina? Thad?‘ I ask our wolves.

    ‘Our cousin is sincere,’ she says.

    ‘I’m not sure I trust the uncle, but as my mate said, the cousin seems genuine.’

    I look back at the two men. “The packhouse is that way. We’ll let Alpha Warren, Yorick’s father, know you’reing, and we’ll meet you

    there.”

    “May we walk with you while our warriors pull the cars up to the packhouse?” Alpha Arman asks.

    flook between the two men, then nod.

    Alpha Arman extends his hand. “Alpha Cyra, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard about you over the years.”

    I shake his hand. “Alpha Arman, it’s nice to meet you. I had no idea you existed until yesterday. My father told me I had no family.”

    “Hopefully we can begin to rectify yourck of knowledge about your family while we’re here. I’m sure you have some, but my father and brought some pictures of your mother.”

    “I only have one picture of my mother. It’s of her holding me on the day I was born,” I tell him as we begin walking.

    I see the men exchange nces and Alpha Ramin’s lips press into a tight line.

    “Then I’m d that we brought the pictures with us,” Arman says.

    As we walk, Yorick deliberately switches sides with me, putting himself between me and my uncle and cousin. It’s a very clear message. While we may be allowing them onto our packnds, we don’t trust them.

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