Colton paused before leaving.
“Kiara?”
“Yes?” I said, pausing my errant thoughts.
“No matter what happens you really are welcome here and safe. You will always be safe here.”
I swallowed.
“But you're the Black Creek Pack?”
This time the sweet boy next door morphed into a darker male with a smirk.
“We are that, but we will never harm the innocent. And you? You are now ours.”
My mouth ran dry.
“But, Devon?”
Colton started to pull the door closed.
“Devon’s in a tough spot and I am here to make sure that he does what is needed for the pack. However, I feel that extends to you.”
He bowed his head and headed out leaving me confused.
Colton wouldn’t be a bad choice. But, I couldn’t shake the feeling Devon was something else even more than I’d built up in those dreams that had had years to grow and morph. All this time I’d ignored that he hadn’t come for me because it wouldn’t get me through the long lonely nights.
Except? He had, if what Colton said was true. Devon had come for me.
And my father had told him I was dead?
Anger surged within me. The last bit of love for my father shattered. I’d really truly believed my father had done what he had to. Or what my step mother had demanded. I’d been told the only pack member that could secure the future of our pack was me. The alpha’s daughter. You’d have thought that would have been for mating. But somehow I’d been spared. Lucky me? I’d been a servant.
The shower was sounding better and better the more the rage surged inside me. Fuck running. I needed a pack like this at my back to avenge my lost childhood. My lost hope and what might be my loss of the boy who promised to save me.
CHAPTER11
devon
“Son,you are the future alpha. I expect you to handle matter’s diplomatically.”
I ran my tongue over my canines as I listened to him give all his fatherly advice. My suit was tight around my arms as I flexed my muscles in anger.
“Father, define diplomatic. They deserve to be decimated if what she said is true. I’ve had several men escorting them and spending some time on their lands. There is more going on than even we were led to believe.”
My father placed two tumblers on the new desk.
“The girl has really gotten under your skin. But perhaps I am glad you are doing the work needed to truly understand why it would be best to keep them on our good side.”
My chest tightened. “The girl has a name, father. Her name is Kiara.”
“Yes. Yes. Kiara. Fine. If she is who you intend to fuck then fine, but watch your back. A strong alliance might be a better choice than matters of fate. But come come. Drink with me. Tonight I plan to announce your succession.”
I grabbed the glass. Anything to take the edge off of everything my father implied and everything that I needed to figure out. I would not mate another woman and not one from a pack that was harming innocents. I would not mate a woman I hated.
“They deserve to be skinned alive and hung from the fucking trees.”
My father raised his glass and smirked.