Logan's POV
I was sitting here in my office, with my beta Jacob. He joined this pack two years ago, and has been very respectful and trust worth.
We were on the phone with Alpha Wyatt, and he had Alpha Ryker and his brother Alpha Xander. We're talking about what's been going on. The routes have been taking children ages 3-6.
"Alpha Logan." Wyatt growls slightly.
"Oh, yes Alpha. Sorry. The rogues, they are taking small children between the ages of 3-6. Every child they have taken, they've left a note. Not really understanding what the notes have been saying because it's written in some other language. Noticing you have Xander and Ryker with you, I'm not the only one this is happening too, there are other Alpha's have called me with the same problem. Alpha Wyatt, I don't know what's going on, but it needs to stop. They're taking children for god sakes." I growl getting protective of the children.
I hear a small growl. Then I hear a voice I haven't heard in two years.
"Logan, you have a lot of explaining to do. I swear to go Logan. I'm coming down there right now and ripping your dick off, so you can't give your mate any babies. Do you understand me!?" Braylen growls.
"Baby girl. Calm down. Breath." I hear Wyatt whisper to her, trying to get her to calm down.
I mumble a bunch of curse words, and I mutter something, I guess she thought it was funny, cause she laughed.
"You still can't manage to say anything? After two years? Wow Logan. I feel special." I hear her mutter, I know she has a pout on her face. You can hear it n her voice.
"I'm sorry daisy." I whisper quietly. I hear her gasp, the only person that ever called her that was her father Beta Reed.
I hear movement on the other side of the line and I know she's trying to be strong. She hasn't her anyone call her "daisy" in a few years.
"This is Alpha business. Continue. I'll talk to you later Logan, Wyatt, I love you. Alpha Ryker, Alpha Xander. Good meeting you." I could hear a door slam. I jump slightly and close my eyes and take a breath.
I shake the thoughts out of my head, I knew that upset her, I didn't mean to upset her.
"Alpha Logan." Wyatt ask calmly.
"I'm sorry, Alpha Wyatt. Back to business?" I ask trying to change the subject. I can see she hasn't really talked about her past, but who would want to? After going through and endure the pain she did.
"It's getting late, we can continue this tomorrow. Goodnight Alpha Logan." Wyatt hangs up the phone.
"God damn." I mutter punching my desk.
"Alpha?" Jacob questions concerned.
I shake my head with a small smile. I stand up and walk over to the bookshelf and grab a picture of Braylen and I, and show it to him.
He frowns, noticing the dark bruises covering her body, I growl quietly. I take the picture and set the picture back on the shelf and walk out of the office into the kitchen, where momma and some other lady's are.
"Hey momma." I whisper quietly sitting at the table.
"What's got you in a mood baby?" She walks over to me and gives me one of her famous hugs.
"I'm okay momma." I smile looking up at her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her cheek.
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His Little Spitfire
WerewolfLet me introduce my self. My name is Braylen Reed. I'm 17. Brown Hair Dark Brown Eyes Sittin around 5'3. I'm an omega of the Dark-stone Pack. I've never got treated well after my parents passed away. The pack just started to treat me like trash. I...