《The Recycled Alpha (Book 1) ✔》Chapter 16
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Ryan's P.O.V
"2 months? Are you sure you can't spend that up?" I asked.
"I can't. If I attempt to speed the process up, you'll end up with unstable buildings Alpha Halifax.", Alpha Sawyer replied.
I threw my head back, groaning.
"Okay, fine. We have guest rooms that you and your pack can stay in. You're welcome to anything in the fridge and pantry.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get some things done. Like actually getting clothes that fit me.", I said.
Alpha Sawyer nodded and walked out of my office.
2 fucking months until the hospital is done.
2!
They're already been here for 3 months!
I opened up the safe, grabbing a decent amount of cash.
I needed clothes. I can't keep borrowing other people's.
"Beta Dominic, I'm leaving you in charge. There are some things I need to get done and that requires me to go off of pack property.", I mindlinked him.
"Yes Alpha.", he replied.
I climbed into the truck, backing it out of the garage.
Putting it in drive, I pressed onto the accelerator, kicking up dirt as I sped off.
I crossed the pack border, waving to the warriors I had put there.
They waved back to me and soon I couldn't even see them.
Pulling up to the mall, I found a parking spot and climbed out.
I grabbed the scent masking spray from under the driver's seat and sprayed it on.
There were too many werewolves here.
I walked into the crowded mall and wanted to growl at how many people kept bumping into me.
I walked into the first clothes store I saw.
I gulped.
Goddess I hate shopping.
...
I walked out of the mall, bags of clothes and shoes on my arms.
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I was tired.
Granted, I was only in there for 2 hours, but still.
People.
Throwing the bags into the backseat of the truck.
Climbing in, I turned it on and threw it into reverse.
I sped away, missing my pack more than anything.
Once I pulled up to the pack boundaries, my warriors let me through.
They were standing in front of the truck in wolf form, growling and snarling.
The scent masking spray was still working.
I flipped on the lights inside of the truck and realization crossed their faces.
I pulled up and rolled my window down.
"Good job guys.", I said.
I drove off as their pride filled the link.
Shaking my head, I smiled.
I parked the truck in the garage and grabbed my bags.
It was roughly 2PM and not a single soul was in the packhouse.
Where was everyone?
I dropped my bags off in my room, walking to the living room after.
"Where are my pack members Beta Dominic?!", I snarled through the link.
"The hospital.", he replied, closing our link.
Fear crept up my spine.
"Moon Goddess don't let them be hurt.", I whispered.
I ran out the front door and dove over the railings of the front porch.
Shifting midair, I took off into a run as soon as my paws made contact with the ground.
By the time I got to the hospital, I was breathing heavily and in awe.
Where our little run down hospital stood was a tall pristine one.
My pack and Alpha Sawyer's were standing outside, clapping as soon as they got a glimpse of me.
I shifted back, not caring for my nudity.
"This is the hospital?!", I gasped.
Alpha Sawyer walked over to me.
"Yes it is. I loved about the time because my pack, your pack, and I wanted to surprise you.
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Your pack is so grateful for everything you've done for them.
My lack and I have seen first hand how devoted you are to your pack.
They were 100% with the alliance. Hell, some of my pack members have already asked to be transferred here.", Alpha Sawyer laughed.
I pulled him into a bone crushing hug.
"Thank you Alpha Sawyer. Thank you so much.", I whispered.
He gently hugged me back before pulling away.
"I've also sent some of my pack doctors over here. We had 25 pack doctors so I gave you 10 of them. They are happy to serve you, Alpha Halifax.", Alpha Sawyer said.
"Just call me Ryan.", I said.
"Then just call me John.", he replied.
There was silence as we watched our packs talk.
"Oh, by the way. Alpha King Micheal knows that there is another pack that rose up from the ashes. He told me to tell the Alpha that the United Pack Meeting is going to be in 8 months and that he must be there. Alpha King Micheal also said that he would come visit but has some prior problems to engage in.", John informed me.
"That gives me enough time to make my pack bigger. I'm going to send out some of my good warriors to go pick up some more rogues.
We need to build up our numbers before anyone else finds out about us.", I said.
"You have my assistance."
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