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

him. “I’d like permission to go below on the first crane to assess the damage and organize a search team.”
Silas gazed around the woods. Tyrese vibrated from the force of his fury which clouded his judgment. “Inhale.”
Tyrese’ head snapped up from staring at the hole in the ground. Frowning, he took a deep breath, froze and then turned slowly to his right.
Silas nodded. “We may have a fight up here. I am sending Samuel’s men down. You and Rone stand sentry near the cranes, keep them safe.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I will be here to assist if necessary.” He inhaled again picking up a different scent. A full blood wolf, but different. This wolf had been in the woods the entire time watching. Silas intended to be free in case the wolf grew tired of sitting on the sidelines.
Rescuing those from below was a slow process. The heavy cranes crashed through the trees and remained a good distance from the fall site. It was a testament of how well Samuel ran this state that no police or news trucks showed up. Once the equipment was in place each crane lowered two men who were packed with first aid equipment and collapsible stretchers. The idea was to have first aid available in case they came across anyone who needed it before they began excavating. The next few drops were filled with laborers to strap the concrete and steel for removal. Two large dump trucks pulled up on the opposite side of the hole just as the first load of concrete was pulled up. Over the next few hours the laborious process of clearing a path to search for survivors crawled at a tortoise pace. Tempers flared and Silas or one of the twins acted as referee.
“Samuel?”
    “Sir ?”
    Silas exhaled with a sigh of relief. “ Your men are on their way to get you and the others. Start talking to them through your link.”
“Yes…Sir.”
    “Asia? ” Silas called and grew more concerned when there was no response. Not only was there no response, there was nothing from her wolf either.
“I contacted Leon, he’s okay. He’s looking around. Gotta love technology that keeps a wolf going after a fall like that,” Tyrone said walking up to him.
“I’m not getting anything from Asia and she’s got more technology than any of them.” Silas gazed at the hole wondering if she was hurt or worse. Jasmine would be real upset if Asia died out here.
    “Give her some time, she may be in a place where nothing can get in or out,” Tyrone said. He turned sideways to Silas and spoke through their link. “ There’s five modified breeds in the woods. But there’s a strange full blood out there too, just sitting, watching. It’s like the breeds don’t see him. You think they’re together?”
    “No. ” Silas wasn’t sure how he knew that, he just did. The full blood watching them was different from any wolf he had met before and that made things interesting.
“What do the breeds want?”
    “I don’t know, should I ask them?” Silas asked smiling.
“Well, that would be nice.”
    Silas slapped him on the shoulder. “ No, it’s not time to play yet. We need to get our people out the ground. If by some miracle there is anything of value left below, we need to excavate it as well.”
Tyrone nodded and walked off swinging his arms in a circular motion. They were all keyed up and a battle or run through the woods would be just the thing. Unfortunately, they could do neither right now. Silas walked the circumference of the hole still amazed at their tactic. What were they trying to do?
Kill him? Falling twenty, fifty or hundred feet would not have accomplished that. Stop him from accessing the lab below? What was down there? Equipment? People? He had no idea.
The news that the wolves who had surrounded him just before the explosion were dead hit him hard, although he had known that was a strong possibility. Samuel’s men who wore the collars were alive and picking their way through the debris while waiting for help to arrive.
“Silas?”
    He closed his eyes