Chapter 46
My Two Alphas
Waking up to hands shaking me I squinted up at Ace. âMorningâ He says as he smiles down at
me. My lips tug up slightly and 1 feel for Tyson behind me but he isnât in bed his side cold like he
hadn't been in bed for a while.
âHe is at work, but you have your end of suspension meeting this morning unless you want me
to pull you out?â Ace says sounding hopeful and I groan stuffing the pillow back over my face
hating the idea of going back to school, but at least I could see Mitchell and soon I would graduate
so I figured 1 will just suffer through it.
âNo, I should go. What time is it?â I ask him.
âIn that case then, it is time to get upâ He says gripping my hips making me squeal before I am
flung over his shoulder as he marches into Tyson's ensuite.
âShower, I will make you some breakfast,â Ace says, placing me on my feet and I instantly shiver
from the cold tiles.
âWe leave in 30 minutes so shower quicklyâ Ace says before walking out. I quickly showered
before digging through my clothes and finding some jeans and a blue tank top and hoodie.
âLucy?â Ace calls from the kitchen.
âI am comingâ I scream back to him while stuffing my shoes on my feet before grabbing my
school bag. Walking down the hallway, I toss my bag near the front door before turning into the
kitchen and tying my hair in a messy bun on my head because I couldnât be bothered brushing the
knots out.
Ace places a coffee on the bench in front of me before sliding a plate of peanut butter toast
over to me. I sip my coffee before picking up a piece of toast and biting into it. My tongue is
sticking to the roof of my mouth from the peanut butter.
âWell that defeats the purpose of brushing my teethâ I tell him seeing as he smothered the
poor toast in so much peanut butter that I might as well have been eating it straight from the jar.
âToo much peanut butter?â Ace chuckles as I try to swallow it down with the dry ass toast,
having to wash it down with my coffee.
âJust a little, what's going on with Tyson, he always seems to be working these days?â I ask him.
âNothing, just Alpha Jamie's pack causing problems. We have had a few issues within the pack
because of himâ
âWhat sort of problems in the pack?â
âMate problems mostly, three pack members from our pack found there matesâ
âWhy is that a problem though?â
âBecause they are from Alpha Jamie's packâ
âYou don't want them to leave the pack?â I ask him and he shakes his head while sipping his
coffee.
âNo, we said they could go. It's not us it is Jamie, using his own pack members as hostages,
refusing to let them leave and also refusing our pack members being with their matesâ He says.
âWell that sucks, all for a piece of land? Why not just hand it over to him?â
âWell for starters we had plans for it, but that isnât the only reason. Alpha Jamie wants the river
to send his shit across pack borders, he knows if he steps over our borders with his drugs or Rykers
and the other packs he will be strung up. The other packs bowed and gave in so the river running
along the back here belongs to him, except the piece that backs onto our land unless we give this
side he can't run his drugs up and down it to get it out of the city without crossing into someones
packâ
âWhy doesn't Ryker do something about it?â
âBecause for him to intervene he needs proof and reason to step on his land, sure he can walk
in there and search his pack but it would cause an uproar with him just walking in and that may
cause problems with the other packsâ
âHow was he getting it out before this then?â
âPlanes from what we gathered, Ryker shut the airport down which was on Alpha Jamie's pack,
and had a new one built on the other side of the city. Then all this shit startedâ he says looking at
his watch.
âCome on time to goâ He says, sculling the rest of his coffee. I quickly do the same, dropping
my plate and cup in the sink before following after him. I grab my bag and rush out to his car that
was parked out the front of the packhouse. Only it wasn't his car but a new silver one.
âWhere is your car?â I ask him and he scratches the back of his neck.
âMotor blew up and Aamon has a friend who owns a dealership, he had this sent here this
morning for meâ he says with a shrug. Hitting the button to unlock the doors. He smirks as I huff
walking over to the passenger side.
âYou don't like it?â He asks,
âNo, I preferred your old muscle car this one is too..
tooâ
âPretty and girly lookingâ He chuckles and I nod looking at the sleek Audi that Aamon had sent
him.
âWell lucky for you I am not keeping this, only borrowing it until I find another carâ He says
before climbing in the drivers side. I climb in before putting my seatbelt on
âYou don't have to go to the meeting thing you know?â
âWell Jacob is busy, and I am down as your guardian on the paperwork so I kind of do have to
go"
âBecause that doesn't sound creepy at all, mate and guardianâ I tell him. He shrugs, pulling out
of the driveway and onto the highway.
âI don't mind, I like it, they will ring me if you need anything or if something happensâ He says.
We drove listening to the morning radio show for about twenty minute before crossing the border
into my mothers territory.
âYou sure you want to come, I know you hate my principalâ I tell him as we get nearer.
âLucy I am going to the meeting, now stop asking I am not dropping you off and leaving,
besides I already told them I would be goingâ
âBut technically I don't need a guardian, I am 18 now" I tell him.
âYes but for school you do, also Tyson was pissed off you wouldn't let us come see you on your
birthdayâ Ace says and he didn't sound too happy about it either.
âI hate birthdays, besides I was busy helping mum with Rydenâ I tell him. He growls clearly not
happy.
âWell doesnât matter, Tyson still has something planned anywayâ Ace says and I roll my eyes at
him.
âMy birthday was a week agoâ I tell him.
âI know when your birthday is Lucy, I use it as my password for everythingâ He chuckles.
âReally?â I ask a little shocked.
âGrab my phone out of my pocketâ He says and I lean over and dig through his pants pocket,
he lifts his hips letting me get my hand into his pocket and I pull his phone out. Clicking on the
screen I see a picture of me with Tyson from a few years ago at Christmas as his screensaver.