This chapter is dedicated to my sister (DaddyToYourBitch) for helping me write the rest of the story. (I'm paying her)
A/N: Happy late Christmas, here are TWO CHAPTERS. The second one is a special one. It is centered around the sexy black dude and Uriel. My sister and I love these two characters and really wanted to write a day in their life. There is some intense smut as a treat. Please read the warnings. Enjoy.
Tears filled Karter's eyes after he opened his and Ivan's room. His nose was hit with the overwhelming scent of his mate. He suddenly remembered all the good moments they spent together when Ivan first brought him to his room after the wedding, when they first got drunk, and when they first had an argument. He chuckled a little and then choked up as those moments felt so far away.
As he sat on the bed and brushed his hand on Ivan's pillow, a sudden rage replaced his sorrow. What did they even do to deserve this? How dare they attack them outside of their territory when they were vulnerable?
He must do something.
He must protect his pack, now that Ivan is bedridden.
He must do something. Fast.
How?
Can he even do anything without Ivan's help?
It's his fault that Ivan is like this.
He must do something.
He. must. make. it. right.
Right?
He left the room as he thought about how he will convince everyone. His steps led him to Ivan's office where he found Alex sorting out some papers.
"Karter? You're back? How are you doing?" Alex immediately dropped the papers on the table and ran to Karter's side. "Is Ivan okay?" He asked as held Karter's arm. "Karter?"
"Yeah, he is fine. He is getting better." Karter replied as he furrowed his eyebrows and looked up. "He won't wake up soon but his body is going back to normal." Karter walked further into the office and ran his eyes on the messing desk. "Hey, can you do me a favor and call up a meeting with all the elders and the heads? Thank you." He started looking for some documents.
"Yeah, sure," Alex replied but a frown covered his face. "You okay?" He slowly asked.
"Yeah, sure." Karter briefly said as his hands collected all of the documents Alex was assessing.
"What are you looking for?" Alex asked.
"Documents about our surrounding packs." Karter mumbled under his break and moved away to the tall shelves.
"They are in the main office, do you want me to call some people to get them for you?" Alex followed him.
"No, I'll do it. Just tell me who is in charge of the documents and please call an emergency meeting here." Karter walked back and sat down on Ivan's chair.
Alex slowly nodded, a confused expression on his face. Nevertheless, he obediently walked towards the door and grabbed the doorknob. He looked at Karter who was busy jotting down things on a notepad. He stared at the Omega for some time before leaving.
It took only half an hour for everyone to arrive. Just beside the office, there was a small version of the meeting room of the main office so Karter headed there first and saw as the Elders, Ivan's parents, Alexander and Killian seated themselves.
"Karter, what's up? You okay?" Killian asked as he walked over and hugged him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Karter broke the hug and hurriedly sat down again at the head of the table.
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The One Who Came (ON HOLD)
WerewolfAlpha Ivan Black is tired of waiting for his mate. He has spent 8 long years in the midst of loneliness which is making his wolf lose the hope he has been clutching tightly. The man is living his life in despair, misery and so much pain to point of...
