A Leader Must Rise - Old Version

Chapter 64

Here we go, my dears. Another chapter and one more shortly after. I would've updated these sooner for you all but being Christmas and New Years, everyone at work was demanding holiday leave and me being the causal, I worked most of the three weeks leading up to those holidays and during them. I also would have updated over the weekend as I promised, but my mother has a rule of not lounging around on vacation or staring at a "square box" all day. But alas, it's done and it is here. Enjoy.

Aria

Shifting awake, I opened my tired eyes to a gorgeous sight. My mate was lying on his side, one arm tucked underneath his pillow and the other holding my hand in between us. Purple hickeys staring back at me proudly, some are nearly black in colour. 'So maybe we went a bit overboard,' Aiyana purred, not really caring. I shook my head at her before looking at the cock. 'Seven thirty-two. Roughly five hours of sleep, not bad,' I thought. I'm surprised he lasted as long as he did. There were times where I thought, for sure, he would safe word but he kept surprising me.

'We should ask him that when he wakes, especially towards the end.' Sapphire yawned and I nodded in agreement. 'You were quiet all evening...,' I left my unasked question in open. 'I'm fine,' she replied but didn't add anything further. 'You're never that—' 'I'm fine!' Saph snarled before retreating further into our head. 'Mood swings much,' I muttered as I pulled my hand free. Chase whimpered in his sleep and I ran my hand over his hair. Once he settled enough, I moved my pillow to his chest and he cuddled into it, relaxing completely. I snuck out from under the sheets after a moment of watching him sleep.

'Let him sleep for a few more hours. He needs it,' Aiyana says and I agree. 'But check with Drake and Theo to be safe.' She added. I also agreed to that before quietly dressing in a plain T-shirt and shorts before heading down to breakfast. "Here she is," Drew said softly. "Don't ask," I immediately said and he smirked. "But I want all the juicy details." He whined as he followed me into the kitchen. "And here I thought Jesse was the child," I said to myself and my twin smirked wider. "So tell me," he asked as Drake and Theo walked in. "You lot have breakfast yet?" I asked the kitchen crew. All but two shook their heads.

"Go eat, I'll take care of everything." I said. Most went to protest but I waved them out. "What are we making?" I ask the two who already ate. I recognise the two from last night, Myra, seventeen and Zyle, twenty. I know strange name but Zyle said his parents were into taking a common name and switch the first the letter with something completely different. Myra is an Omega from the Rising Dawn pack, two leagues north from here. She was running from the Council when they came to marry her off to total stranger. Zyle was suppose to be the next Lead Gamma from the neighbouring pack; Dark Whispers. He was accused of challenging the Alpha's son and the Council ordered his death. Both traveled together and were passing by when they heard my howl.

"Scrambled eggs, French toast, sausages and bacon, Alpha," Myra replied with a smile. "And any personal requests," Zyle answered. "Alright, let's get cooking. How many souls have been fed?" I asked. "Most have, now we're cooking for the stragglers." Myra replied and I nodded. "Okay. Now, what you hear, doesn't leave this room. It's between my mate, myself and these freaks," I said pointing to to the boys behind me, earning me a giggle from Myra, a snort from Zyle and protests from said freaks. "Yes, Alpha." They said before turning back to what they were doing. "Is he even awake?" Theo asked. "Still deep asleep," I replied. "How long did you keep him going?" Drake asked just as Drew asked, "What did you do?"

"Denied him and...about four hours," I replied. Andrew choked while Drake and Theo stared at me shocked. "Four hours?" They yelled. "Um, denied the Alpha what?" Zyle asked nervously. "His release," I hinted and Zyle blushed crimson. "Release?" Myra asked confused. Biting my lip, I tried figuring out the best way to tell her. She's so incredibly innocent, it isn't funny. Instead, I fisted my hand loosely and pumped as I would to my mate. She blushed twice as hard.