Page 26 of Claiming Her Alpha
She looked around and didn’t see Kent, which only frustrated her more. “I see we are missing one of the three musketeers.”
“We are indeed, but I’m sure he’ll show up soon.”
She shrugged and made herself a bowl of cereal. “If you say so.”
“Did you have fun last night?”
“Yes. Did you?”
“I sure did. I assume you had no luck?”
“You know, Father, sometimes I wish you would put as much effort into Kent’s mate as you do mine,” she snapped, unable to stop herself.
Before the conversation could turn into an argument, Kendra slipped out the front door and sat on the porch to finish her breakfast. The fresh air helped cool her boiling blood and her wolf enjoyed watching the sunrise.
She needed to find a way to get Alpha Vallerian to free Ryker. Though in order to do that, she needed to have some sort of leverage on him and that was something most packs failed at. She hadn’t intended to spy, but she found herself thinking back to her time there. She couldn’t think of anything suspicious. She couldn’t ask her father either. Then he’d definitely know what she’d been up to.
He was already acting somewhat strange towards her. He was much more open and hadn’t scolded her about her opinions on Kent’s behaviour. She was afraid he already suspected something, but she was too scared to ask.
The drive to the Silverliners’ territory wasn’t too long as the Dagger Wolves and they were fairly close. She’d actually never visited since her father had only gone there once before she’d come of age. The Shadow Wolves weren’t very close to the Silverliners, but still more civil than the Blood Wolves. The Silverliners just liked to keep to themselves, living scattered throughout the mountains to the southeast. Her father had arranged a meeting with the new alpha, wanting to reconnect after the loss of the young alpha’s father.
“I believe there will be some hiking involved,” her father explained.
“Great… Hopefully we can shift,” Kent complained.
“I don’t mind. But are you sure it’s such a good idea that I come along? They seem old-fashioned.”
“I believe you’re a great asset.”
Kent made a choking sound, but her father silenced him with a warning gaze.
“I hope you told them I’m coming.”
“I did and they didn’t seem to mind.”
“Okay…”
“Alpha Finlay is young. I believe he’s a little more lenient than his father. He’s very curious as well. But we must still be on our best behaviour.” He gave Kent a knowing look, but her brother didn’t seem to be very impressed.
They drove around the twisting mountain roads until they ended at the bottom of a large cliff. As they got out of the car, three men approached them, bare-chested with only jean shorts covering their lower halves. All of them had long black hair but the one in the middle was the only one who had grown his way past his shoulders.
Kendra let her father take the lead, falling behind him and Kent. Her wolf didn’t like that too much, silently growling at her brother.
“Alpha Desmond, welcome.”
“Alpha Finlay, thank you for having us as your guests.” Her father turned. “This is my son and heir, Kent and my first-born Kendra.”
“That explains why her alpha is so strong.”
“My mother likes to use the term rebellious,” Kendra offered.
A smile formed on Alpha Finlay’s face, his men following suit. “Shall we start the hike back while the weather is still good? It tends to change quite quickly up here.”
Her father nodded. “Lead the way, we’ll follow.”
One of Alpha Finlay’s men stepped up to grab her bag, but she declined with a polite smile. “No need. I packed light.”
Before following the others, she reached back into the truck and grabbed a few snacks to shove into her bag. The man who had wanted to take it from her seemed to find that amusing, though he didn’t comment. The Silverliners led them up a steep, gravely path hidden behind a large rock.