She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 37, Laugh

"Call my Second in Command Cynthia," I order her. She gives me an uneasy expression likes she's afraid to say something. "Well, spit it out!"

"You do realize I'm a pack doctor here to treat your wolves and give you treatment not take orders," She retorts with her eyes squeezed shut ready for punishment.

I scoff rolling my eyes. "Just do it!" I tell her. I bring my hand in front of my face. "I need a manicure," I murmur to myself.

It's such a female thing to say but I will be a devil as long as I'm disguised as a angel. That's how I get them.

I've had my surgery and my tumor has been successfully taken out, let's just hope this after surgery treatment works.

"You wanted to see me?" Keely asks appearing in the hospital. "Woah, look at all our losses," She examines the two hundred and six warriors we've lost today. We don't even have that many pack members to spare.

(I like to keep our thousands of warriors and our two hundred trusted pack members and families left separate)

"Yes, well it's a small price to pay to suffice the loss of one life," I say. Keely sends me a look I know all to well, worry.

"I know we've gotten close over the last two months and I've been trying not to step on any shells but I'm worried. After he died... after I killed him I mean, you've been filling your time with the pack and war. Think about yourself, think about Carlin and Nyla, and think about Gail. You never even told me what he was like or even Carlin who barely knew him,"

I'm angered to admit she's right. I've been paddling a boat and slowing drifting near the edge of the water fall without knowing and I'm glad I have her here to warn me so I can steer correctly.

"Your right," I admit.

"Great, now I say you get your ass back out there," She laughs throwing up party hands and bumping my butt with hers. When I glare at her her expression falls. "Too soon?" I roll my eyes and leave. She's a very quirky jokingly happy person and sometimes at the wrong times.

She's the type that'll be happy when your dog just died, trying to make you party when you just buried him in a box.

And worst of all, she's a morning person. Eck.

I've been doing everything to avoid Carlin and Nyla. But I've realized I'm what they need. Quincy has been taking care of Carlin and Nyla but still both of them needs anyone close to a female role model even if I'm the reason both of theres are dead.

"Guys?" I peer open Carlins door. Him and Nyla have been staying in here for the past weeks since Nyla's bedroom is still getting transformed from stone to luxury.

I open the door to see Nyla yelling at Carlin then she takes a swing at his head with a pillow. He plops back on the bed and waits for her to strike again. It reminds me of living with boys a long time ago.

"What is this all about?" I grin striding into the room.

There attention turns to me, I get there surprise. It's been awhile since I seen them. And talked to them somewhat happy.

They both exchange looks silently deciding the speaker. Nyla rolls her eyes, when she loses the eye battle and becomes the speaker. I don't know why she's pretending to be mad she controls Carlin and she loves it.

"Why'd you make goody two shoes, Carlin your beta?" She asks snarky like.

I knew this question would turn up, Nyla isn't good at hiding jealousy or envy. In fact she makes sure it's known just so you know it effects her. She's a girl that likes to be in control.

"Because, I made you my omega because as female you will have to work ten times harder to just prove yourself as beta let alone take over as Alpha,"

"But girls can't be Alphas. I wasn't born one like you," She pouts with her face darkening. I sigh taking a seat in between the two on Carlins bed.

"So what, your in the royal bloodline. Not many other women get that kind of step up," I say kind of as a suggestion.

"Yeah but that ended once you took over," Carlin informed me. Yeah he's right.

"If you really want to be an Alpha you have to kill a powerful Alpha. Nyla it's not the eyes that make you Alpha or even being the eldest son heir to the thrown it's what you bring to the table. So what do you bring to the table?" I ask her in all seriousness ignoring my mushy and cringe at this motherly moment.

"I bring me," She recites. I nod pulling a stand of her curly hair in praise. I turn to look at Carlin to see he's already looking at me. I can tell he's just waiting for me to give him pity about his father.

But instead I ask "Who wants ice cream?" Nylas face lights up along with Carlin before it's sunken again.

"It's a war zone out there. We'd never make it to the human town without being shot by the HG," Nyla says looking out the window. That's my fault there rebelling, I forgot to kill them. Not even Quincy can get them under control.

"I have a plan," Carlin grins our eyes advert to him with raised eyebrows. That mischievous look can't be good.

***

"Carlin Sanders what the hell is this!" I gasp examining my human clothes. I have a shirt with 'The Legacies' written on it, jeans far to ripped for my liking, and shoes that have a jump man on them. "I look like a fucking teenage mundane boy," I tell him looking at my self in the mirror in disgust.

I almost laugh when I see Nyla with pigtails, a lot of lip gloss, a pink tutu and a princess shirt. She looks like an 5 year old girl that went to Disney Land. While Carlin is wearing his regular clothes with a baseball cap.

We all look around at our clothes for awhile. Then we burst in laughter.

I am weak, I had a blood tumor, so I deserve to treat myself and be weak with these kids and laugh.

And I know they noticed it too.

Keelyn laughed? How many of you thought she'd be a bitch after Gails death.

No miracle comas. We won't have any more comas in this book, there was only one but still. I'm thinking about hurting Keely

Who's just waiting for the bitch to stop hurting people and kill herself?: So sorry forgot to turn off Keeyln's mindset...again.

I swear I don't promote that stuff It was Keeyln speaking

What do you think?

Who likes the family episode. The chapter won't bee continued.

Xoxo, Reese