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“Lord, it looks like I’ll have a lot of witness statements to take.” Dante quirks his brow. “Interestingly, I was also forwarded a computer file this morning, which contained scanned paperwork from the Mayor’s office. Paperwork signed by you, Raylan St Clair, which breaks ten different laws.”
“You did this,” Raylan snarls, turning furiously to Thomas.
Thomas links his hands behind his back. “It turns out that boring busy work given to me as a punishment can actually destroy the Alphahole who thought that he’d rule us as the future President.”
Ghost laughs.
Raylan explodes in a burst of Alpha fury.
He launches himself at Thomas with murderous intent, raising his arm to punch him.
Before Thomas can move, however, Lincoln steps in front of him, catching Raylan easily by the arm. In one efficient move, he pulls Raylan toward him and then down, at the same time as using his leg to trip him.
Raylan yells out in surprise as he slams to the ground.
Lincoln grinds Raylan’s face into the marble step, kneeling on him.
“Stay down.” Lincoln presses his hand to the back of Raylan’s neck.
It’s breathtaking to see Lincoln in action.
Ghost bounces up and down in excitement, and Vito whoops.
I catch Thomas’ expression. I understand why he’s conflicted.
This is his victory, but it’s complex.
Just like Thomas is.
“Nicely done.” Dante saunters up the steps. He crouches beside Lincoln. “We’re going to be taking a trip to the Alpha Center now, ex-Mayor, and it’s for you and not your son. And yes, I will be using handcuffs for you, unlike your ex-Second Alpha.”
Lincoln pushes himself up, moving to rest his hand on Thomas’ shoulder in silent support.
Dante slips metal handcuffs off his belt and wrenches Raylan’s hands behind his back, before clicking them on. “Stand up.”
Raylan struggles to his knees, before pushing himself to stand with Dante’s hand firmly on his elbow.
“Thomas…” Raylan starts.
“I have nothing left to say to you.” Thomas blinks like the words have settled deep inside him, both a revelation and a final permission.
A permission to move on.
Be free.
Raylan appears so shocked by this dismissal that he sags and doesn’t resist as Dante drags him down the steps and away through the crowds.
Suddenly, it’s like he was never even here.
Now, Thomas is Head Alpha of the Saint pack.
After all these years, he’s done it.
Ghost and I can’t hold ourselves back any longer. We both dive to our Alpha.
Thomas holds open his arms, and we nuzzle against his neck.
“I love you,” I whisper.
