Page 52 of Mating their Omega


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Our future.

Alpha Wynn wouldn’t take this sitting down. There was a price for what happened, and the Council would pay it in blood.

Leighton and a few other Enforcers were with Shiloh, reinforcing our territory with a magical barrier. It was a necessary precaution—one we wouldn’t have had access to if we never interacted with witches. Keeping witches and shifters separated allowed the Council to fortify the cage they’d slowly built around the sanctioned packs. The Council’s attack was brazen because they were sure we couldn’t defend ourselves.

We needed to make changes to ensure our pack’s safety in the days to come.

The Alpha called all the Enforcers for a meeting, and Theron and Gentry remained by Myla’s side in the medical building. Knowing they were with her comforted my wolf, who was disgruntled at leaving his mate so soon after the abduction attempt.

Bowen and I followed the crowd of males toward the Enforcer building.

“What do you think is next?” I asked Bowen. “We’ve already fortified our security, and now, with the magical barrier added, there’s nothing more we can do on that front.”

The muscles in his neck flexed. “I don’t know, but I’m sure alliances will be a primary focus. The Council isn’t hiding anymore, so there’s no telling how far they’ll go when their witches don’t return.”

The offending witches were in an underground cell that Shiloh had reinforced with a binding spell. Once Shiloh finished with the borders, she was going to interrogate them.

We stepped into the meeting room inside the Enforcer building. Alpha Wynn stood in front with his bond mates, Bishop and Alaric, by his side.

The air in the room was heavy—suffocating, even. Each man present radiated an anxious, restless energy, their muscles coiled tight with pent-up fury and a burning desire for vengeance.

The Alpha’s eyes flickered with barely contained rage, the gold of his wolf splintering through his arctic blue gaze.

Bishop’s jaw clenched as he stepped forward. “Today was a test. And make no mistake, we will be tested again. The Council thought they would find us unprepared, and they were right.”

Murmurs filled the room. It was the truth; we were moments away from failure today.

“We didn’t expect them to use their witches,” Alaric said. “We grew complacent and thought they wished to hide their true intentions. It won’t happen a second time.”

“This is why I’ve asked Shiloh to stay with the pack. We will also transition more trustworthy witches onto pack grounds,” Alpha Wynn stated.

That caused a stir. Some Enforcers expressed their discontent with more witches in the pack, while others defended the idea, pointing out how the separation was the reason we were so vulnerable in the first place.

Old pains clashed with new troubles, and the males spoke in clipped tones, voices edged with anger and frustration. The air crackled with collective disarray.

“Will they be joining the pack permanently?” one Enforcer asked.

“Where will they stay?” said another.

“How can we ensure their loyalty?” an older Enforcer called out.

“When can we prepare for their—”

Alpha Wynn held up his hands, silencing the room.

“We will keep the entire pack updated as we decide how to handle the coming changes—and there will be changes.” Alpha Wynn’s eyes narrowed. “I understand there are preconceived notions about witches. I don’t expect you to bury your pain or forget the loss of your loved ones, but I will ask you to grow from it. There have been casualties on both sides, and if the witches can put aside their distrust to help us, the least we can do is give them the same courtesy.”

The door opened, and Shiloh and Leighton walked in with three Enforcers.

“Thank you, Alpha Wynn, for your kind words,” Shiloh said, a bored cadence to her voice. “Your borders are secure, but no one can cross until I add the scans of those with security clearance.”

Shiloh and Leighton walked to the front of the room and took their seats. Leighton rested his arm on Shiloh’s shoulders, and I wondered what type of relationship the two shared. Based on the look Bowen aimed at me, I wasn’t the only one.

“Shiloh has agreed to answer any questions about the integration of witches into the pack.” Alpha Wynn gestured for her to take the stage.

Shiloh and Leighton stood as a unit and took their place at the dais.

“I thought the witch was going to answer, not you, Leighton,” Efran, a young Enforcer, shouted.

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