Helanie:
"Rayden!" Malarkey finally yelled as he quickly made his way toward Rayden, who was on the ground and looked horrified by what he was hearing. "What have you done? What have you been doing?" He grabbed Rayden by a fistful of hair and forced him up.
"Dad, it’s a lie. She’s lying. I don’t know how her hair got on ," Rayden tried to explain, but his father slapped him.
"Don’t lie. You’re such a coward. I thought when you asked to be my pet, you were just trying to experience sothing new because in your real life, you’re so powerful that you wanted the thrill of being dominated. But the way you lied to your mate, manipulated everyone, and now keep lying makes wonder if this is who you truly are—a liar, a cowardly dog," Rona exclaid, shaking her head. The Alpha leaders showed their anger whenever she spoke to Rayden that way, but there was nothing they could do because he had brought this upon himself.
"This is all just a conspiracy against ," Rayden muttered, shielding his head with his hands as his father continued to beat him.
While the commotion continued, I turned to glance at the person entering the mansion with his warriors. He was an Alpha wearing a red jacket. I could tell he was an Alpha from the band he wore.
He had black hair and hazel eyes, but there was sothing familiar about him. I couldn’t help but wonder where I had seen him before.
"What’s going on?" Lamar whispered to when he noticed how intently I was watching the Alpha co in.
"Who is that?" I asked.
"Alpha Byron. He’s Alpha Vernon’s son. Why? Do you recognize him?" Lamar asked curiously, knowing about my past and noticing my interest in Byron.
Byron stopped when he saw Rayden being beaten. I saw him smirk before turning to one of his warriors, who was secretly recording the whole scene.
The video seed to focus only on Rona and Rayden since Lamar and I were standing far from them.
I could tell the warrior was recording on Byron’s orders because Byron nodded at him, as if approving his work.
"We’ll leave and deal with this. Let handle it," Malarkey finally said, turning to apologetically request permission from Dewit, who quickly agreed. Malarkey seed to realize that everyone was watching them and even laughing at the spectacle.
"We’re sorry for causing all this commotion in your pack," Malarkey Moore said apologetically to Alpha Vernon, unable to even look him in the eye.
"It’s okay. I hope you handle this and resolve your issues. But make sure Rayden stays out of trouble. It doesn’t look good. It makes wonder why that girl slapped him in the first place," Vernon remarked, gesturing toward . I stepped back to hide behind Lamar. I didn’t want too many eyes on , especially since the warrior was recording the entire ordeal.
"I will," Malarkey said, bowing his head in sha over his son’s behavior. He couldn’t argue or assert his authority anymore.
Grabbing his son by the collar, Malarkey dragged him toward the exit. Rayden didn’t look up at once, nor did he smirk like he usually did.
It felt like such a satisfying victory, and I was ready for more to co.
"It’s just the beginning," I whispered, feeling proud of Lamar for handling the whole situation.
Dewitt kept hugging his crying daughter as he walked behind Malarkey.
"We’ll leave now. Thank you for your hospitality," Emt said, standing up and speaking respectfully to Vernon, who seed to be fond of Emt as well.
"Anything for you, brothers," Vernon said, gesturing toward to let know we were fine.
"Helanie, co, I’ll take you ho now," Emt said, and I gave a quick handshake to Lamar before running after Emt.
While following him, I saw Byron tilt his head and narrow his eyes at . There was sothing about him. I had seen him sowhere, but where?
Was he there that night?
I started to quickly recall the faces, but it seed like I was having trouble rembering them.
Was the trauma blocking their faces now? Or was it sothing more?
"Helanie, here!" I heard Emt call, and I realized I had been so lost in thought that I had walked up to the wrong car. I rushed back to where he was standing and got inside as he opened the door for . Once inside, and after Emt got in, I noticed him shake his head a little.
"You’re going to scold for going to the hospital, aren’t you?" I asked, speaking respectfully.
"No! It wasn’t your fault they were chasing you. Helanie, you can’t just hide because there are people who act like kids and chase after teenagers," he reassured , relieving of the guilt.
"However, I must ask why you didn’t take Maximus’ car?" he inquired, but a little sigh from was all he needed for an answer.
"Don’t worry, it’ll be resolved soon," he sighed, pulling out his phone as a notification ca through.
"Oh! There’s a huge hurricane headed our way," Emt said, his eyes moving to the outside. It was already late, and evening was approaching with a storm setting in.
"Shit, shit, shit!" I heard him panic for the first ti. He started looking at the sky, moving restlessly in his seat.
I didn’t understand why he seed so scared of the hurricane. We could always wait at the pack and let the storm pass.
"It’s hitting the area we need to drive through," he muttered, constantly bothered as he kept checking his phone and texting soone.
I knew the rogue community was more dangerous than the packs. Hurricanes would sotis hit a specific area, almost like a curse. But why was Emt so worried?
"We have to stay until midnight to continue our journey back ho," he said, finally sitting back in his seat, his tone filled with worry as his eyes stared blankly ahead.
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