This is insane.
This can't be happening.
My feet carry from one end of my room to the other as I pace, nibbling ferociously on a nail as I think.
Alpha Renard's sons have all died. I'm not sure on the circumstances of the first two, but the third one died a few years ago in a skirmish with rogue wolves. He's had no success in bearing a new child, with no pregnancy making it to the end—so Phoenix was brought in as the alpha heir, due to his alpha level of strength.
But, from what I've heard, the alpha still has multiple lovers. Dad and Phoenix have talked about how Phoenix cannot walk with arrogance in the pack, because Alpha Renard is still seeking to create a new heir.
It's an open secret within the pack, but I've never spent ti thinking about it before.
Now, I am, and the implications make want to vomit.
He knows I'm an oga by birth. If that's so, isn't my ability to carry a baby to term much better than that of other she-wolves? Wouldn't it be easier for to get pregnant? The oga designation is not given to the weakest in our pack—though they are—but to the ones mated off for the purposes of bearing pups.
He'd already planned for to mate with more than one of our warriors. Now, is he on that list with them?
Or has he taken over the list?
It doesn't matter; neither option makes it okay.
No wonder Todd and his cronies kept their hands off . Alpha Renard's intentions are already known.
Fuck.
I'd never once thought that my own pack would know about these rumors.
The sound of feet stomping through the hall has twirling, facing the door in a defensive posture, hands up and ready.
But it's just Phoenix.
He looks over with a slight curl of his lip, as though my attempt at self-defense is laughable, before twirling around and throwing onto my bed.
I land with a thud, my head slamming into the wall and my knee into my bedfra. Shit. That hurt.
When I roll over, Phoenix sits on my leg and pins down with a hand to my shoulder.
I stare up at Phoenix in shock as he looms over , his expression twisted with a mix of anger and sothing else I can't quite place. The weight of his body pins in place, and for a terrifying mont, I think he might actually hurt .
"What the hell, Phoenix?"
He growls low in his throat, a rumbling sound that sends a shiver down my spine. "Calm down, Ava. I'm not going to hurt you."
Despite everything, I believe him.
I relax a little, aware of the tension radiating from his body. He's not here to hurt , but sothing is clearly wrong. My body goes limp against the mattress as I stare up at him, waiting.
Phoenix studies for a long mont, his eyes searching mine. "You have a wolf, don't you?"
"No." I'll die before admitting it.
"Then how did you go into heat?"
"I don't know. They assud I had a wolf, but I have none. You think I'd be here if I didn't? I would have shifted and run."
My words have an effect, because he lets go, letting sit up. I thrash my leg until he shifts over, no longer parking his ass on it.
"Cut your shit and tell the truth. Are you really an oga?" he asks, his voice tight.
My heart stutters in my chest as the realization hits . Phoenix is worried about losing his status as the alpha heir. If Renard manages to get pregnant, any child I bear would take precedence over Phoenix.
Then why did he bring here?
"No," I say, because it's the truth. There's no way he's going to scent any deception from that.
A flicker of hope ignites deep in my heart. Can I use this to my advantage? If Phoenix sees as a threat to his position, maybe I can leverage that to secure my safety.
But I can't push too hard.
He's still loyal. He brought here, knowing I can be the one to ruin his position in the pack.
"I don't know why they keep saying I'm an oga," I say, looking away and holding my arm. I let so of my fear co out, my body shivering as I think of the things Alpha Renard is planning. "Alpha Renard is the one who wanted to beco a breeder. That's why I ran."
Well, it's one of the reasons.
"How did you know that?"
"Todd told , when he…" I duck my head further, my heart pounding. Please, Phoenix. Please have just a little bit of that sweet big brother left in you, even for your defect sister.
Phoenix grunts. "Figures."
My body continues to shake, and I tell Phoenix so of the truth of my ti with the Aspen pack, along with plenty of lies. I don't ntion Selene. I go along with the premise that Clayton forced during my heat. I tell him that I just wanted to be away from all shifters and live a quiet life, and the heat ca on unexpectedly.
All true. Technically.
But I also tell him about how frustrated I am because I have no wolf, and have had to lie and pretend during my ti in the Aspen pack.
I paint a picture of innocence and ignorance, and how Todd was the reason I couldn't handle the idea of life as a breeder. I downplay our family dynamics.
Phoenix looks thoughtful at tis, impassive at others. I'm not sure how much he believes. I'm not sure what he thinks.
Pain splinters through my knee when he reaches over to grab it, his fingers flexing with whatever emotion he's holding back. "You'd better hope you can't breed," he growls. "Because if Renard gets his claws into you, your life is over."
But is he saying that because he's worried about ?
Or is he saying that for himself?
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