The next morning, Heather found out that her father hadn’t left her mother’s side at all. He’d stayed the night and if they argued, it didn’t happen within earshot of her. Dr. Paxton cornered her mates at one point that afternoon while Heather went in search of something for Mae. He apologized and gave them a theory of why he acted as he did. Heather couldn’t believe his story as Jay relayed the tale to her. “He appeared to really be regretful. But I’m not sure how much of the story came from your mother and what she said to your father.” “What do you mean? What about it could be so unbelievable?” “When did anyone force a triad mate to choice only one of the other two in the last century? Who would do something so terrible as that?” “If I remember my history, didn’t they believe the rejected mate would find a second chance, love? That came with the belief that if a triad mating stayed together, it would be selfish, and someone wouldn’t
Some of the general public who were aware of what Jack and Russell did to their own people and others. The complete list of all their victims would never exist, but their punishment wouldn’t end for a very long time. Jack thought with Russell’s death, he could disregard him and ever deal with his kind of crazy again. He found out during his sentencing that wouldn’t be the case. The Ruling Council wanted Russell to suffer right alongside Jack. How could that be? What could they do to make this happen? Russell didn’t have a body any longer. How would they make Russell suffer? Jack, at first, didn’t understand how Russell’s punishment would line up with his. His turn, experiencing genuine horror, came at his sentencing. The Ruling Council didn’t make him wait long for their answer. He didn’t get the chance to agree or disagree with the punishment. It would happen, and it didn’t matter if he resisted. He would fail in the end. His punishment came
Mae took the better part of the afternoon to search the yearbooks for the one photo of the boy she remembered. Heather now understood who Rose truly looked like, and it wasn’t her mother. The boy in the photo had the same hair and nose as Rose. The name below the picture read Alec Jordan. Heather would have been attracted to him too if she didn’t have two mates already. “Do you remember anything about him? Did Russell know him?” Heather needed more information about him. She didn’t know how any of the little details would be the key that solved this mystery. “Of course, Russell knew Alec. They kicked Russell out of school because he messed with Alec. Back then, Russell was a normal bully, and we could deal with him. Tyler’s father kept him in check back then. But Alec and Ethan, that’s Tyler’s father, if you remember. They didn’t get along with each other. Being that they both were alphas. Ethan received an active pack from his father. Alec wasn’t so lucky.
Six Months Later It took many months to clean out all the artwork and find out where it should go. Some of it would never find its way back to its owners because they’d been stolen from collections that weren’t legal. These they sold. Others gained rewards for and such. By the time they were done, several museums profited, as did several private collectors. The account came up profitable, and Ty used it to build the memorial and fix up a few things around the town and pack territory. A lot received a facelift because of what Russell’s greed made him do. If he hadn’t been so greedy, then he wouldn’t have hoarded all the artwork. Which meant they wouldn’t have found the money so easily. It had become a waiting game for it. But it would take time to get it all dealt with because it all must be authenticated, traced, and finally settled one way or another. The auction house now became a no go. It no longer functioned as an entity. They’d worked at one time as a
Heather needed to delay her announcement to Rose about her father for quite a few months. While Mikey and Jay worked in their spare time to find Heather’s other father and Rose’s father. The two were completely different investigations, and if anything, Heather’s other father was easier to find.Mikey insisted on looking for her other father in computer records, in case he now lived a more normal life outside of any medical facilities. Jobs, pack memberships, driver’s license registries, and all that. But nothing came up, and it had Heather worrying about what they’d find when they located him.“Just because we don’t see him in any voter registration lists or possessing a license, Heather means nothing. Many shifters don’t have their driver’s licenses. It means nothing bad. What we don’t want to see is his name on any of the lists of the dead for any year from when he left until now. We want to avoid any list of matings or marriages with his name listed in it.Bill Rivers or William E
Mikey didn’t understand why, but when he made the call, the next morning to the rehab facility, it became clear that this would be the most difficult thing he’d ever done. All because he didn’t want Heather’s hopes up to be dashed because as far as Mikey could tell there were so many possible negative end results than positive ones. What if Bill had died? Or had mentally checked out? Physically unable to function as he had. Move on with his life and someone else? Or could he have been too emotionally scarred to open himself up to them and the memory of their rejection? Add to this that Mikey and Jay both felt personally invested in this. Their emotions ran high with how they could feel and relate to Bill. Jay’d clung to Mikey each night they’d been here. He silently needed Mikey to remind him that their triad wasn’t in any danger of collapsing like Heather’s parents’ had. Mikey loved them both physically and emotionally. He wouldn’t let anyone come between
Mikey had Jay call Rose’s father’s pack. They wanted more information if they will speak about it at all. Jay wasn’t sure how to say what Mikey wanted him to say, and became hesitant. “Fine. You man my phone in case the doctor calls while I’m trying to get the information on the pack. Gad, you’d think you never spoke to an alpha in your life.” Mikey loved Jay, but he wasn’t dominate in most things outside of the bedroom. It worked for them, though, most of the time. “Good. When we’re done, I’ll blow you as a thank you for not making me do this.” That got Mikey’s attention. Jay knew how to blow his mind when he sucked his cock. Now he had to do this with a hard on in his pants. “You said that just to screw with me, didn’t you?” “Oh, I’ll do it, but you’ll have to wait for it. But the longer it takes to get this over with, the longer it will be until I’m sucking you dry, love.” Jay’s eyes went to the tent forming in Mikey’s pants. “Fine, but rem
Mikey sent the photos and left his number so that the Alpha could decide on what he would do about this situation. That was the best Mikey could do. This wasn’t his problem to decide on. All he could do was think of everyone’s feelings about the matter as he followed the information. He’d barely had a moment to fill Jay in on the news and no time to discuss what that could mean for them. When Jay jumped out of his skin when Mikey’s phone rang in his hand. Mikey snatched it from Jay before he could accidentally drop it. “Go grab us something to eat. I’ll try to work my magic on this doctor.” Jay frowned. He wanted to be there for the talk. He didn’t want to hear about it second or third hand. “You suck love.” But he was hungry, and they’d not eaten today before they started all of this. So, Jay left, slamming the motel room door behind him in a huff. Mikey would make it up to him. But Mikey didn’t want to have to deal with his disappointment if this w