here?”
“Yes. I know you’re an alpha. Your mother
couldn’t stop yammerin ’ on about you. She even wrote
to me about you in the military. I tell you, that brought back memories, but
you did well for yourself. Every one of your uncles died in a war, serving
their country. It may not have been the same country, but it was no less of a
cause. You’ve done your family proud.” She sounded like she was getting a
little bit choked up about it. She truly was proud of him.
Alphy had never thought about how his serving
would affect his family. Now that he was home with his family, to hear her pride
made him feel proud as well.
“We’ll call the council tomorrow and place
your claim on the territory. I’ve kept paying dues but convinced the council
members to keep the territory off the books. I didn’t want some other alpha
coming and placing a claim, because I couldn’t fight him off. No doubt they’ll
send you a heavy load of paperwork, but every alpha, no matter what sect, has
paperwork. I can help you through it, because you don’t know the area enough
yet to answer some of the questions. It would feel good to have a sleuth again.”
She sighed. “Although, having an alpha would take some getting used to again.
I’m used to doing everything my way, but that is minor. The pros far outweigh
the cons.”
Alphy was giving it serious thought. His bear
none-too-gently nudged his mind. If he could have been head-smacked by his
bear, he’d be nursing a lump. His bear wanted to stay, and the truth of it was,
he wanted to, too.
“Ok, we stay.”
Betty gave a hoot. She jumped up and slapped
him on the back of his shoulder. “Welcome to Bancroft. So what are ya gonna call the sleuth? I can
list several rivers and creeks, lakes and other spots well named.”
Alphy shook his head. “It wouldn’t be smart
to name it while I’m this tired.”
“So your first order as alpha is to order us
to bed?” Betty puffed out. They stood up and started to head inside. “Fine, but
you get to do the shopping tomorrow.”
“Hey, I thought I was the alpha. Why don’t
you do it?”
“Well, I could go to town, all by myself,
while you stay here with the two high wired over-emotional teens, or I can stay here and put them to work
while you get to go to town and…”
“I’ll go,” he interrupted.
Betty laughed. “Thought you’d
see it my way.”
Alphy smiled down at the older woman. “I have
a feeling your issue with not getting your own way is unfounded.”
Laughing again, she slipped away to her room,
which was on the main floor down the hall from the kitchen. Alphy made a sweep
around the house, securing windows and doors. Some habits were just too hard to
break. Then he headed up to his master suite. Betty had turned one of the guest
rooms downstairs into her master suite, leaving this one open to take.
He woke early the next morning, bright and
early, which was another habit he didn’t think he would be able to break. He took
a quick shower and headed downstairs. The boards on the stairs hardly squeaked
as he descended them. He knew someone was up with the smell that tantalized his
recovered senses and lured him into the large rustic kitchen. It was no
surprise it was Betty he saw. The smell was too good. With the smells waking
his appetite, he guessed she was making biscuits and gravy, bacon, and a small
bowl of yogurt and fruit he could see that sat in a small serving cup, which
was placed by an empty plate. He walked over to the coffee pot and poured
himself a cup of the freshly made black brew.
“I see I’m not the only early riser.” He gave
her a slight smile.
“Figured you’d like to get
outta here before your brother and sister wake. They may actually wanna go with you to shop or find some internet connection.”
Taking a sip of the hot black brew, Alphy
grunted and took a seat at the breakfast bar that spanned around the outside of
the kitchen island. Betty set a now full plate down in front