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go!” And
with that, she was out the door.
On the way, she'd made him
tell her all about the Snow River pack, their business, their
alliances and rivals. She had nodded thoughtfully, absorbing all the
information and making mental notes. She'd attended all the staff
and pack meetings that day, and contributed quietly and
constructively to the discussion. All his wolves had been impressed,
and Declan saw the respect and approval in their eyes. He was so
proud of his mate. She was smart and strong, and just all kinds of
wonderful. Her opinions were sensible and sound—even if they
clashed with his.
“Fine,” Declan
said at last. “If we receive news that Logan is the new Alpha,
then we extend our friendship. If Rhett is still the Alpha, which
would mean that Logan is dead,” he told Mina pointedly. “Then
we kill them all.”
There were nods and ayes all
round.
Declan nodded at Iona.
“What's next on the agenda?”
His capable Beta listed out
the items they needed to discuss and the deadlines for their various
projects. The meeting proceeded efficiently and smoothly, and within
an hour, everything was wrapped up.
As everyone pushed back
their chairs and stood up, Mina clapped her hands. “Don't
forget,” she announced. “We are...”
“...having a party
tonight!” The entire room erupted in hoots and cheers. “Oh
yeah!”
*
Declan tugged at his bow tie
as he stood under the beautifully constructed arc. The female wolves
in his pack had decorated the platform with flowers and lace and all
things sparkly. They had even baked a towering wedding cake that had
little pink hearts all over it. His pack had really outdone
themselves.
Declan smiled as he watched
his pack members usher their guests to their seats. A marquee had
been set up just in front of the lake, and the chairs were adorned
with white ribbons and roses. His wolves had traveled all the way to
New Moon City and escorted Mina's family to Misty Valley. Declan had
rented a whole convoy of limousines and chosen the more reliable
drivers from his pack to ferry Mina's family from the city.
Immediately after her
turning, Mina had gotten on the phone and told her mom everything.
Declan had been pacing nervously in the hallway when Mina came
bursting into the hall with the phone in her hand, squealing, “Mom
wants us to have a wedding! Tomorrow night! She's going to inform
all our relatives, and everyone will be coming!”
His pack had rallied to the
call, and set up everything in a jiffy. Marquee, platform, flowers,
wedding cake, food, drinks, even a whole crate of vintage alcoholic
blood. Mina's cousin-in-law was a Master vampire, and he'd be
attending the wedding. In fact, he'd be walking her down the aisle.
Declan knew immediately
that he would love Mina's mom, Lindsay, when she told him what
Lindsay had said to her over the phone.
“I told you, didn't I?
I did tell you that wild and wonderful things were coming for you,”
Lindsay had quipped.
Declan strode to the
entrance of the marquee and welcomed a beautiful woman with red curls
and intelligent gray eyes. It was clear where Mina got her looks
from.
He embraced Lindsay warmly
and kissed her on both cheeks. Lindsay smiled up at him with tears
in her eyes. “So you're the one. You're the one for my baby,”
she said, putting both hands over her heart.
Declan hugged the older
woman and said, “Mina is the one for me. It took me forever,
but I've finally found her. Thank you.”
“Thank you?”
Lindsay looked confused. “For what?”
“For letting her come
to Misty Valley. For letting her come to me.”
There was a shimmer behind
them and every single member of his pack turned towards the entrance
and unsheathed their claws. The air was thick was tension and
hostility. Declan put his hand up to stop his wolves. They were all
ready to attack.
The mist spiraled into a
column, and a vampire materialized from the mist. He was holding a
human woman in his arms. The woman had her