Free BirthDate (La Patron, the Alpha's Alpha) by Sydney Addae Page A

good leader to the pack in his absence and that will send the right message, not issuing orders in his compound. That won’t gain you any points with anyone.”
“Yes, Mistress. Once again, I apologize and will remember my place. May I be excused?”
Tired of the delay, Jasmine released him. He fell to the ground with a thud. Standing slowly, he turned to face her and bowed from the waist. Lilly came to stand next to him and bowed as well.
“You are both dismissed,” she said into the quiet.
“Yes, Mistress,” they said as one.
     

Chapter 7
     
They had been at the drill site for three hours, darkness had settled with a swiftness. The extra lighting had been late in arriving slowing them down. Just as Silas decided to drag the wolves away, he heard a soft click and reacted without thought. Jumping up, he pulled the twins with him and within seconds placed an energy shield around them. Looking down he gazed at the swinging arms and legs of Alpha Samuel and the wolves. Turning slightly, he met Asia’s sad and resigned gaze. Seeing the defeated look in her eyes ripped through him. He had failed them all. If the ring he wore from Dr. Passen hadn’t neutralized whatever hold his enemy had on those wolves, he wouldn’t have been distracted. But they had responded when he pulled the wolves of the invisible ones who had infiltrated the circle. Even now he was amazed at how many of his brethren his enemy had compromised. His heart ached at the sight of so many weak and sickly wolves.
“Son of a bitch blew the lab,” Tyrone said in awe as Silas lowered them to the ground.
“Can you reach Leon?” Tyrese asked testing the ground with his foot as he peered through the dust and rubble toward the large, gaping hole.
Silas didn’t answer, instead he sent waves of inquiry through the debris, searching for his Alpha, and Asia. It troubled him when there were no replies. Inhaling, he clenched and unclenched his fist and did a search again.
    “Samuel? Asia ?” he waited for a sign that they had survived the fall. In his peripheral vision he saw a group of Samuel’s men come closer to the crater like hole.
“Sir, may we begin a search below?” One of the men asked. When Silas turned he noticed it was Borian.
“Scan for more bombs first,” he said even though Leon’s detector had not picked up anything below ground.
Borian nodded. “Yes, Sir. Then we may proceed with the extraction?”
“How will you get down?”
“This part of the ground appears stable.” He tapped the ground with his foot. “We’ll bring in the cranes and lower a few men down at a time. We had two nearby in case we needed to lift out prisoners.”
“What if there are more bombs we can’t pick up?” Silas asked.
“Then we all die. But leaving my Alpha below is not an option…Sir.”
Silas nodded, glad for Samuel’s foresight on having the cranes nearby. It made things easier and they could move quickly. “Okay, sounds good.” Besides, he didn’t have a better idea or plan. “There is a lot of concrete and steel in the way, you’ll have to move some of that as well. Set up the lights so you can see better. Get a couple of dump trucks up here so we don’t leave a mess for the humans. Also get more men up here to help.”
Borian nodded, opened his mouth and then closed it. “Sir?”
“Yes?” Silas looked at the Beta fairly sure he knew what was bothering the man.
“I’ve been trying to reach my Alpha, but he nor his wolf is answering.”
    “I know. We’ll see what we see when we get down there. First, we have to clear out a path through steel and concrete, so let’s get started.” He clapped Borian on the shoulder and stepped to the side. They blew the lab …that possibility never occurred to him or Jacques. Although it should have. If there was something of value that they couldn’t move, it was simpler to destroy it. Silas had to re-evaluate his enemies.
“They’re bringing in the cranes,” Tyrese said coming to stand next to