Rachel’s P.O.V.
I woke up early the next morning, pulling on some black jogging shorts, a white tank top and some trainers. I tied my hair back into a messy bun then hung Tate’s necklace in place before patting Hayden’s leg.
“Common, up” I said, hearing Hayden groan in protest as I headed over to pick a wailing Holden up out of his crib.
“You hungry huh? Let’s go fix you breakfast” I cooed grabbing Holden’s baby bag from the old antique rocking chair beside the crib. Hayden hadn’t moved an inch so when I passed the bed on the way to the door, I tugged the blankets off and smacked his foot.
“Up” I ordered disappearing out the door and down the hall but paused when I heard nothing but light snoring.
“Hayden, up!” I called, this time receiving a grunt in reply before there was a loud thud followed by a string of curses. Shaking my head I breathed a laugh and made my way downstairs to the kitchen.
“Morning dear” Rebecca cheerfully greeted with a motherly smile as I started getting Holden’s baby food ready, popping it into the microwave to heat a bit “Morning” I shot her a small smile and took a seat at the kitchen table with Holden in my lap, cooing as I fed him.
“Sleep well?” Rebecca asked, scooping some scrambled eggs and bacon onto a plate, setting it down on the table in front of me.
“Like a dream” I said groaning in exaggeration and causing Rebecca to laugh, turning to grab a glass from the cabinet and the carton of orange juice from the fridge.
“That’s good, I was worried that after everything that happened yesterday you wouldn’t get in an ounce of sleep” she informed, pouring me a glass of orange juice before she put the carton away and set the glass down beside my plate.
“I guess I was just really tired” I muttered shrugging my shoulders and wiping at the corner of Holden’s mouth with his bib.
“That wouldn’t surprise me, you’ve been training hard these past few days and goodness knows Caine can be brutal out there” she said shooting me a glance about to turn to the sink when her eyes caught sight of the necklace I was wearing. She instantly froze.
“Mom? Is everything alright?” I asked when she kept staring at the necklace, snapping her out of it. She blinked her eyes and cleared her throat “Y-Yes dear just um-never mind” she waved off, turning to the sink so she could start on washing the dishes.
“Caine called” she suddenly said, trying to change the subject by shifting completely off topic. I dropped Holden’s spoon into his empty bowl and pushed it aside to start on eating my breakfast.
“Oh?” I asked glancing at Rebecca as I took a bite of some toast and scrambled eggs. Rebecca nodded her head.
“He said that the Trojan pack agreed to side with us against the Raptors, he’s heading for Astral territory next” she informed placing a clean plate on the drying rack beside the sink. I took a few gulps of orange juice.
“We’ll need as many packs on our side as possible” I started taking another bite of food and swallowing before I continued “With a total of ten packs in the entire U.S, not including Rogue packs, I think we might have a shot at taking Reign on” I truthfully said as Holden reached out and grabbed onto my tank top, pulling at it to catch my attention. I quickly bent down and kissed the top of his head, covered in a layer of thin black strands.
“That’s if they agree dear, and besides the Raptors are nearly twice the size of any pack in the U.S and with the Rogues helping them-.” she paused, sighing deeply and placing another plate onto the drying rack “It’s a battle against the odds” I finished with my plate and gulped down the rest of my juice, getting up to dump everything into the sink.

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Only Omega - Book 1. (Complete)
WerewolfOnly Omega - Rachel Key lives a seemingly normal life or at least as normal as any teenage Alpha werewolf's life can be. But all that changes on the night of her eighteenth birthday when she meets her mate who just so happens to be an Omega. Things...