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Who knew a dragon would cause this much trouble?
Remy breathed in Chase's scent and relaxed a little, knowing he was trying to comfort her. Knowing that he could still feel her and send her strength in her time of need made things a little easier. This was what her parents told her having a Fated Mate would be like, and it was enlightening to see Chase be that kind of mate for her. How he dared her into their little shared moment that night made her think he would be a handful.
Well, the jury is still out on that one.
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The pack bonds settled sometime while Remy was in the shower, and the rhythmic hum of her father's heart gave her the relief she needed to relax. It wasn't long after that Remy had the bright fluorescent lights of the infirmary making her eyes twitch. With the enhanced sight the Goddess gifted the Lycans, she didn't understand why it was used. Something about its brightness guaranteeing visibility for the wounds while the doctors worked was the bullshit they tried to feed her. Bryan once told her it was cheaper, and she believed that theory more.
The scents of infection and death overwhelmed her nose, and Remy had to sneeze to clear her nose. Lykos drew energy from the pack, allowing her to follow the chord to his room. With Lykos being the Alpha, he had the suite on the top floor to ensure privacy. It was best to do it that way. If an Alpha showed signs of weakness or were too injured to take care of the pack, someone would kill him to ensure the prosperity of the pack. The pack doctor would know this and put him in the suite with a guard outside so no one would take advantage of Lykos being on the brink of death and move to take the Alpha position. As far as she knew, Bryan would be stationed outside the room since he was the Beta and Lykos's right-hand man. Having no interest in taking the Alpha position, he was heavily trusted and would make the best decisions for the pack. After she walked down the long hallway and up three flights of stairs, she stood in front of the door, proving that her thought pattern was accurate. Bryan was outside of the door.
"How is he?" Remy demanded.
Bryan remained stoic as he bent his head down to look at her. "Better than when you first brought him in, though the doctor wasn’t sure he wouldn’t make it. What the hell happened to you two?"
Remy's lips tightened together. "I am still trying to understand it all myself. They came out of nowhere, Bryan. We pulled over to discuss some things, and they were on us. That would mean they were tailing our car from a distance. They were waiting for the right time to swoop in to catch us off guard."
"Great," he said with a sigh and leaned his head back on the wall. "He feared something like that would happen."
Remy cocked her eyebrow at him. "What do you mean?"
"Your father should answer that. None of us are allowed to explain things to you unless he can. As far as I know, he is awake, so make him fill you in."
Remy nodded at him, patted his arm as she walked to the door, and pushed it open. Her mother sat in a chair beside the bed, her head resting on her father's hand. Lykos was on his back in a hospital bed in his human form. It was a good sign that he was able to shift back. It meant he could heal properly and be as good as new in a day or two.
Lykos opened his eyes and lifted his head when Remy closed the door behind her. He gave her a weak smile and motioned for her to sit on his other side. Remy walked over, pulled up a chair, and sat down. Lykos held out his hand to her, and Remy took it.
"I'm not dead, Rem. Don't start mourning me, yet."
Remy chortled at him. "Who was mourning? I was just terrified I'd have to run the pack."
Lykos tried to laugh but cut himself off, and Remy noticed him wincing. His ribs had not healed yet, and it was hurting him. "I thought I was heading toward the light there for a second."
"Well, Old Man, it looks like the Goddess still has a purpose for you."
Lykos frowned. "That isn't something to celebrate these days."
Remy was stunned to hear Lykos say such a thing. Growing up, she was never to say something negative about the Goddess's plans. The Goddess did everything for a reason, and no one was to question Her. If Lykos was questioning his path, something was truly bothering him.
"What's going on, Dad? How did those wolves ambush us? Why did they ambush us?"
Lykos leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Laughing must have caused him more pain than he was letting on. She could see him trying to control his labored breathing and peered down at her mother to ensure he wasn't causing her to wake up. "A lot has happened. Things haven't been easy, as I told you earlier. I was hoping that, with your return, we could find a way to fix this mess together."
Remy growled. "What does that mean?"
Her growl woke Tala, and Remy could see she was a little disoriented. Her mother blinked for a moment and then stared up at Lykos. Words passed between them with just a look. A mark of a true pairing. They were most likely talking through their bond, meaning Remy wasn't privy to the conversation. She hated it when her parents would do that. It meant she was being left out of information, and she despised not having the whole story.
"Yo, I'm still here! Mind clueing me in?"
Tala narrowed her eyes at her. "Hush, Remy. I told him how keeping you out of the loop for so long was wrong. We should have sent you letters to explain what was happening. This was your pack regardless of having a mate reject you and send you to that island."
"Then explain it to me now!" Remy demanded, getting more frustrated with the continued lack of information.
Lykos sighed and nodded at Tala. Her mother looked back at her and gave her a pained look. "This isn't the first attack we have experienced. Lycans are not happy with their territories anymore, which you know. Many packs are so angry that they resort to the Old Ways to get things to happen for them."
Remy widened her eyes. "As in-"
"As in Raid, Ravage, Reclaim," her mother interrupted. "They are raiding the borders of territories, ravaging anyone who stands in their way, and reclaiming the land they feel was theirs in the first place."
