Kids From One Alpha” By Selena Lynch Chapter 33


    Chapter 33: Aftermath of the Storm


    Logan went straight to his office. Carson had called him, letting him know that Moonshine had been hit


    hard by the storm. He didn’t know the details yet, but he was meeting Carson and some of the scouts


    to find out. “Logan, where were you?” Carson asked,ing out of his office to meet him. “It has been


    busy at my house,” he said with a smirk. Carson shook his head. “If you are jonsing for a chick fight, it


    seems, you sure know how to put the pieces together,” Carson teased. Logan rolled his eyes. “It isn’t


    like that,” he said. “Now, tell me about what is actually important.” Carson smirked as they headed into


    the office. Logan took a seat at his desk chair. Carson stood at the edge of the desk, taking his phone


    out and putting it on the desk. “I’ve gotten messages from the storm damage,” he said. “It looks like


    they’ve had damage done to some of their crops and their roads have been washed out.” Logan


    hummed in thought.


    “Then we should expect them to bemandeering our roads and infiltrating our fields,” he said.


    “That is what I expected to, so I sent some extra patrols out to cover those areas,” the Beta said. Logan


    nodded. “Good,” he said. “That is all we can do for now. I want to be informed immediately if and when


    anything happens. We both know how things go when Moonshine feels squeezed and pressured.”


    Carson chuckled, shaking his head. He pocketed his phone. “Yes, we both know how that goes,”


    Carson admitted. “How about our pack, how are we doing with cleanup?” Logan asked. Carson sighed,


    going over to a small table near the window and picking up files. Each file corresponded to a building


    that had been damaged in the storm. They were filled with work orders and rebuilding ns. “It is


    funny.” Carson said, bringing the folders to Logan’s desk. “That doctor’s house was hit the hardest.


    Almost like some otherworldly force was pushing you two together.” Logan rolled his eyes. “Will you


    stop with that?” Logan asked. “Holly might be a little…high strung… sometimes, but at least I know her


    past. That is more desirable than a woman with too many secrets and who tries to hide her past.”


    Carson chuckled. “Come on, you know the mystery entices you,” the Beta teased. Logan shook his


    head, opening the top folder to see what the condition of the library was.


    Chapter 33: Aftermath of the Storm


    “Maybe, but not in that way,” he said. “She has too much unknown baggage.” The library hadn’t been


    damaged too much, and it was the first building to be repaired. Logan had always made it a


    priority. With that building already taken care of, the focus had gone to the residential homes since


    none of the other pack public buildings had been damaged. “Most of the other houses were only


    minimally damaged, but a few of the roads were torn up a bit,” Carson said. “I have a crew working on


    the roads first. Well, after the debris removal is finished. There are some big trees that came down in


    some back yards.”


    “Good,” Logan said. He came to the file on Serena’s house. Looking at the pictures of the damage from


    multiple angles, it was hard to imagine that he’d been in the house when the tree came down. He’d


    been in there with Serena and two children! Shaking his head, Logan stacked the pictures together. “It


    looks worse form the outside,” Carson said. Logan closed the folder. “Those kids are lucky,” he said. “It


    could have been a lot worse.” “I’m sure you being there helped” Carson said. “And having your home to


    stay in after has softened the blow for them.”


    “I don’t know,” Logan admitted. He pressed his foot into the floor, swiveling his chair back and forth. His


    eyes drifted to the nearest window, looking out at the bright


    sunshine. Just a few days ago, a rabid storm had torn up his territory. Now, it was sunny and warm


    again. “Logan, is something going on that I should know about?” Carson asked. “It isn’t about the pack”


    Logan said dismissively. “I meant as your friend” Carson rified. Logan shrugged. “There is just


    something about those kids,” he mused, more to himself. “What about them?” Carson asked, pulling a


    chair up and taking a seat. Carson was wasn’t just his Beta, he was one of his closest friends. It was a


    byproduct of how


    closely they worked together. They shared simr responsibilities, and had a deeper understanding of


    each other and what they did than anyone else in the pack. “Carson, I keep getting this feeling around


    them, like I just want to see them have a


    great life, to see them seed and have everything they want,” Logan said, confiding in his friend.


    ly.


    “They are young members of the pack, isn’t thatmon for an Alpha?” Carson asked. “Maybe it is.”


    Logan said, shaking his head. “Look, I don’t know much about Serena, her kids, or your rtionship


    with them.” Carson said. “What I do know is that if you feel a strong connection to them, you should


    listen to that.”


    “Thanks,” Logan said, smirking. “Hang on, I’m getting a call” Carson said. He grabbed his phone and


    stepped out of the office. Logan checked on the work orders for debris removal. It looked like they


    hadn’t started on Serena’s house yet. That tree was the biggest one that had fallen too!


    Maybe Carson was on to something. So many events had to line up for the tree and the house to get


    destroyed. It was too much to consider a coincidence. Loganughed at himself, closing the file. Now


    he was buying into so ghost story. Shaking his head, he went to a nearby cab and pulled out two


    tumblers. He poured bourbon into each of them, setting one where Carson would sit when he came


    back in. He sat in his own chair and took a sip of his drink.


    Carson came back in, eying the bourbon. “What brought this on?” he asked, taking his own ss and


    sipping the thick liquid. “It’s the good stuff,” Logan warned. Carson gulped a sip down and nodded.


    “Seriously,” he said, setting the ss down. “Anything important in the call?” Logan asked. Carson


    shrugged. “Just some reports of Moonshine infiltrations on the roads,” he said. “The patrols took care of


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    “Moonshine will retaliate,” Logan said, polishing off his own bourbon. He poured another ss. “That’s


    true,” Carson said, finishing his drink. He declined a refill, putting his hand over the top of his ss


    when Logan tried to pour more. “Nothing like a natural disaster to cause the rogues tosh out,” he


    said sarcastically, shaking his head.


    “You’d think it would be cause to give it a rest,” Carson mumbled. Logan nodded, chuckling.


    “Apparently not,” Logan said, taking another gulp of bourbon. Not for the first time, he inwardly cursed


    the fact that his territory shared a border with Moonshine. He sighed, finishing his drink. Moonshine


    was a growing problem. They were finding any excuse now to cause a mess and cross over pack


    territory. It wasn’t good. A storm shouldn’t have been enough to uproot them. It gave Logan the


    unsettling feeling that the pack was falling apart, that they were unable to support themselves anymore.


    They weren’t just attacking and causing problems to be reckless rogues. They were trying to keep


    themselves alive! A pack that had fallen into that much decay was a ticking timebomb. Logan


    shuddered to think what was going to happen if they didn’t assert their authority over Moonshine.


    Logan smiled to himself, thinking of how simr his thoughts were to the arguments


    that Serena had made to him about her parenting.


    “Logan, I just got a text,” Carson said, holding his phone screen up. Logan was pulled from his inner


    amusement.


    “What’s happening?” he asked, bing serious. He hadn’t had enough bourbon to lessen his


    inhibitions. Regardless, he was Alpha, and he would switch into the serious pack defender at the snap


    of a finger. “Their encroaching on another field. The patrols are requesting backup,” Carson reported.


    “Let’s go,” Logan said. He stood up and headed for the door without a backwards nce. He needed to


    get out there and take down anyone that threatened his pack and his territory!


    “Should I call for more backup?” Carson asked. Logan reached into the mental link and requested


    backup. He didn’t want another attack like the one that had almost imed Carson’s life.


    “Already done,” Logan said. Carson nodded, pocketing his phone. The two males kept pace with each


    other. Carson told Logan which field was under attack. They didn’t need to speak on the way. Logan


    had to get into the mindset of the Alpha, a warrior that was going to tear down anyone that was a


    threat!