Alpha's Fallen Angel

Chapter 37-Roman

We spent 8 days at the cottage, the extra day happening after Amara used her tears and a couple other parts of her to convince me to stay. But unfortunately, we have to get back to regular life. Aston, of course, whined like a little baby whenever I told him we were staying one more day. We spent pretty much the entire 8 days having sex, and occasionally Amara would train. She actually would execute anything I had her do perfectly, so in reality we could have dived a little deeper into the training, if we hadn't gotten distracted. Yeah, we might have ended up fucking in the backyard a couple times. Now, after the run back, we're just walking into the packhouse

"I'm gonna go find Violet! I'll stop by your office after." Amara says to me and kisses me quickly before running off. Ok then, I guess she isn't too upset about coming home. I chuckle and walk into my office.

My eyes nearly jump out of my head when I see the pile of paperwork sitting on my desk. Fucking Aston! Did he do any paperwork at all? By Selen, I'm going to murder him. Immediately, my smile reverts to its usual scowl. Right behind said pile, is none other than Aston himself, beaming at me with a face full of mischief.

"Care to explain why the fuck theres all this paperwork on my desk?" I growl

"What? I have it organized for you so that way when you do it, you don't have to dig!" he says smugly

I simply just growl at him, again. I guess I'll be diving balls deep back into work after having such a wonderful week off. When I walk up to him, I push him out of my way and grab the first stack my hands touch, finding it completely finished. I glare back at Aston

"You're such a dick you know that?" I tell him

"Maybe, but it's oh so fun to see you throw a temper tantrum over some paperwork. Don't worry, save for that small pile over there that I came into this morning, it's all done." he says

"I'll get you back for that. But first, fill me in on what I missed" I say scrubbing a hand down my face. It felt like time paused when me and Amara were away. I think there were even moments when we both forgot about the reality of Amara's- or rather, our-situation completely. Now that I'm back here, reality has just come crashing in.

"Well first off, the land in the forest got fixed without a hitch. The fae dude, Thayer or some shit like that wanted to talk to you. They never went home, which Paloma was ecstatic about by the way. The new border patrol is up, courtesy of Max. Still nothing on the vampires, and no evidence that Luna's father is looking for her either." Aston says, turning serious.

"Let's get some scouts out to Blood Moon. I want their borders and the area around their pack heavily watched. If the vampires are going to attack, it'll be there. If they could have snatched Amara up when she was alone, weak, and vulnerable in the woods coming here, they would have." I say

"Sending scouts out there can be risky. Who's to say they won't be made by the vampires? That would lead them right back here, and then they know right away that we know." Aston says, not challenging, but questioning.

"I think it's a necessary risk. We could have some witches do a cloaking spell on them. We need to spin their lack of knowledge on her to our advantage as much as possible. If they think she's still there, then they'll probably bring their best game to that battle. If her birth was so powerful it was felt across the realms, who's to say her coming into her powers wasn't?" I say

"The cloaking spell could work, we should also see if they can shield us from the vampire glamor." he says, looking thoughtful "Fae magic could shield us...I don't know what Thayer wants, but when he saw the damage, he was wide eyed and pale. Him and his daughter fixed it up easily enough, but he didn't ask any questions. Not one. You know how those sneaky ass Fae can be." Aston says, crossing his arms and muttering something about bitch ass fae and their pranks. I smirk, Aston got drunk with some fae once and ended up naked on a rooftop in the Razor Tail Pack.