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"All I wanted was to take a hot bath, to go to sleep, and to not wake up. EVER."
~Calla Tor

Chapter 29

Arya

Panic flooded through me when Lily told me about Elsa's condition. It was bad. Worse than bad according to Lily. Ren and I tried to force ourselves to help the Strikers but Connor and Adne both told us that they could handle everything and that we should go back. Ren and I thanked them gratefully as we hopped through a portal and into the Academy straight in front of the hospital wing. Ren strode right into Elsa's room but I halted when I smelled blood. I glanced down to find Spencer sitting against the wall, his white shirt covered in blood. I knelt down in front of him. He didn't even seem to notice.

"Spencer? Are you hurt?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No ma'am."

"Is the blood yours?"

"No ma'am. It's mostly Elsa's. A few Hunters. My ex-girlfriend stabbed her. The thing is, my ex-girlfriend perished in the house explosion last year. But I saw her. Tonight. I don't understand. I couldn't save Elsa. There was so much blood. So much."

I stared at him. The poor boy was in complete and utter shock. I knew the feeling all too well. "She must've survived somehow. But Lily told me about how you stayed with my daughter and kept her wound from bleeding anymore while Stark went and grabbed a Weaver so you could get her back here. You saved my daughter's life. Let me walk you back to your room. A shower and a change of clothes will help you, okay?"

Spencer shook his head. "I have to know if Elsa is okay."

"Then come in with me."

"Ren wants to kill me."

"Ren is too preoccupied with his injured daughter to kill you. Besides, he knows you saved her too."

Spencer slowly stood up. I placed my arm around his shoulders and led him into Elsa's room. I cringed at the sight of my daughter. Prominent red slashes marked her face, neck, and any other skin that was showing.

"Is... is she going to be okay?" Spencer inquired.

Ren nodded tiredly. "The Elixirs said she just needs a lot of rest. Thank you for saving my daughter."

Spencer nodded before backing up out of the room. I made my way over to my husband's side. He wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned into me.

"She's going to be okay," he murmured.

"She's strong, just like us," I told him.

"How is Josilyn doing?"

"She's with Hunter right now. From what I heard, she'll be fine. The bullet hit her in the arm, nothing dangerous. Just painful."

"I need to go see how Shiloh's doing," Ren said. He's probably losing his mind that Josilyn was hurt."

"You go do that. I'll stay here with her."

Ren stood up, giving me a kiss. He placed a kiss on Elsa's head, careful to avoid any cuts. Our daughter didn't even stir. With one last pained look at her, Ren left. I sat in the chair he'd been occupying and took my watch. Only a few minutes had passed when a brown wolf came trotting into the room. Stark stopped when he saw me. We stared at each other for a couple of moments before his eyes started flitting between me and Elsa. I picked up on his question.

"She'll be okay. She just needs rest," I said. The wolf nodded. He quietly dragged a chair over to the other side of the bed. At first I thought the wolf would transform into the elusive human alpha but I was wrong. Stark stepped onto the chair and gingerly onto Elsa's bed. He curled up next to her, making sure he wasn't physically touching her so as not to hurt her wounds. His eyes watched the doorway to her room for anyone who might come in. I couldn't quite understand why he was so protective of my daughter. After all, he had Lily as a girlfriend and Elsa was so in love with Spencer that I knew dating wasn't the reason. I had other ideas but none of them seemed plausible. So instead, I let my mind rest and I closed my eyes.

It felt like I'd only been sleeping for a couple minutes when I was shaken awake by a wide-eyed Gracie.

"Arya, you have to hurry! Ren and Shiloh are going at each other's throats!" Gracie informed.

"What?!" I hissed, getting up. Stark glanced over at me. "Watch her."

Stark nodded.

"What happened?" I asked as I ran with Gracie to my husband and second.

"Ren and Shiloh started arguing and it's turning into a blood bath. Loren and Hunter are trying to separate them and Carrie is trying to get them to stop but they're not listening."

"I'm going to strangle both of them. We don't have time for this," I muttered.

Hunter

Josilyn was curled up in my arms sleeping. She'd been shot in the arm and while it hadn't been deadly, it sure did hurt, and with her health, it took her longer to heal.

"Hunter?" Josilyn said, looking up at me.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what sweetie?"

"For overreacting about having kids. Elsa talked to me about it and she said some things during that talk and when we were imprisoned that made me think about us. Do you really not care if you have kids as long as you're with me?"

"I really don't. Our pack is big enough that someone other than us would give birth to an alpha."

"Do you forgive me?"

"If you forgive me for being an ass," I countered.

Josilyn laughed. "Yeah, I do."

I gave her a kiss on the head.

"How's Elsa and Sebastian?" she inquired.

"Sebastian's fine. Elsa is in bad shape but she'll live."

"Have you been to see her?"

I shook my head guiltily. "I couldn't bring myself to do it. I heard she was really banged up. I don't want to see my sister in pain again."

"How about I go with you?" she offered.

"Are you up to walking?"

"I'm up for anything if it's for you," Josilyn replied. Smiling, I helped her out of bed. We walked down the hallway to her hospital room. Upon opening the door, I found Elsa wasn't alone. Not only was my mom there, fast asleep in a chair, but Stark was lying on Elsa's bed. His eyes were closed but I had a feeling he knew Josilyn and I were in there.

"Oh gosh, she looks worse than I remember," Josilyn whispered.

"Somehow she got stabbed in the stomach. That's what nearly killed her," I told her.

"Who stabbed her?"

"No idea. Lily wouldn't elaborate."

"You trust Lily?"

"More than Stark but less than Spencer. Spencer saved Elsa's life. I owe him." I saw Josilyn swaying on her feet so I decided we should head back to my room and let her get some more rest. On the way back, I stopped when we were outside the dining hall. Josilyn began to ask me what was wrong but I motioned for her to be quiet. I snuck up to the door and peered inside. Shiloh was facing my dad, and he looked pissed.

"You tell my son that if he ever hurts your daughter again that he won't be able to have kids, and then my daughter gets kidnapped. First off, don't you dare threaten my son ever again. Second, how the hell did my daughter get kidnapped by the Hunters? You said we'd be safe here!" Shiloh snarled.

"Watch your tone with me McKay. Your son accused my daughter of having sex with multiple guys because he was jealous that she was talking to other guys. It hurt my daughter and I'll be damned if I don't try and protect her. I was warning Noah not to harm her. I wouldn't castrate him but I would do serious damage if he ever harmed Ember physically or mentally again. As for your second accusation, yes, I did think we'd be safe here but obviously the Hunters have gotten much better at attacking. We're still safer here than back home though. Here we have allies. A lot of them."

"You have a bad enough relationship with Elsa thanks to your overprotectiveness. Are you really going to let that happen with Ember too?"

"I'm overprotective? That's rich Shiloh, coming from the guy who wouldn't let his daughter get her license until she was eighteen and wouldn't even let her step foot out of her house by herself until she was fourteen."

"Josilyn has her heart condition and panic attacks. I worried about her. She is nothing like your daughters and I wouldn't want her to be. The one who's sassy and takes nothing seriously and the other who's always disobeying her father. At least Josilyn respects me."

"Does she? Or is she too afraid of that temper of yours?" Ren shot back.

"My daughter would never be afraid of me unlike yours. You think you are such this fantastic alpha. But what happened to half our pack Ren? Where's MJ? Where's Dmitri? Where's Irene? And Leyla? And Katrina? And Walter? Where's their kids? Where are they Ren?!"

"Don't you dare bring that up," my dad growled. His eyes flashed with fury and while Shiloh was severely ticking me off, I didn't want him dead and that was exactly what was going to happen if this argument didn't stop soon. I needed to intervene but I was too enraptured with what they were saying to each other.

"Why not? Feeling guilty Ren? Because let's face it, you got half our pack killed and let your daughter get killed and allowed your son to run away. What kind of alpha is that?" Shiloh spat.

My father bared is sharpened canines at my mom's second. "Watch your tongue. Like me or not, I'm still an alpha and you're still a second. Remember your damn place and where you stand in this pack. Caleb ran off on his own terms."

"No, you drove him out. Stop blaming your kids for your mistakes and stop putting your kids so highly above mine."

"My kids are put more highly above your kids because they're my kids. And my oldest one? He's an alpha. The alpha is the one who's supposed to be protected and until Hunter and Josilyn are married, Hunter is the only alpha of the kids. He's the one that they need to protect. So as your alpha, listen to me: shut up and suck it up. We have worse things to deal with than your issues. It's not all about you and your family Shiloh."

"You have never been my alpha. It's been Arya and Arya alone. I never liked you and you know that and you damn well better remember that. We took you in because Arya loved your worthless ass. But I know that if it came between choosing us and you, she'd choose us in a heartbeat because we were the ones who were always there for her. We were the ones who were there for her when you disappeared without a trace, when you were working for Lumine of all people."

"I was doing that to save her old pack!" Ren barked. "I was doing that for her."

"Hell of a lot of good that did. Why save them when most of them die a few years later because you couldn't protect them like before? And what happened to your old pack Ren? Calla and Shay and Mason and Neville and Ansel and Bryn? Kicked you out of their pack like they could care less. Your own pack joined hers. Why is that I wonder? Oh, because they knew what a shitty alpha you were and how much shittier you'd be."

"Are you really going to push the one person who can kick your ass? You do not want to cross me Shiloh."

"Using the testosterone card. Really Ren? Let me remind you that I'm the only one in the pack who can kick your ass. As a matter of fact, anyone can kick your ass Ren. That's why half your pack is dead! You killed them! All of them! And you're going to get us killed too!"

My dad completely sucker-punched Shiloh in the jaw, sending my mom's second staggering back. With a growl, Shiloh charged dad and knocked him to the ground.

"Josilyn, go get Loren and the others. I'm going to need help restraining them," I said. Josilyn scurried away. Luckily though, Loren rounded the corner just at that moment. He barged into the dining hall with me. The two of us circled my dad and Shiloh who were now fighting as wolves and not holding back. Ren bit Shiloh on his back leg and I heard the bones snapping and breaking. Shiloh returned with a bite of his own, sinking his teeth into my dad's flank and ripping out fur as he pulled away.

"Dad stop!" I shouted. I saw Riley, Dmitri, Sebastian, and Noah come flying into the room with Ember, Diana, and Josilyn.

"Gracie went to get Arya," Riley said, going to stand next to his dad. Noah stood next to me. So did Dmitri and Ember. Diana and Sebastian stood next to Loren. None of us had any idea on how to break the fighting wolves apart. If we got anywhere near them, we'd end up injured or dead.

My dad had pinned Shiloh to the floor, his jaw snapping at Shiloh's neck. The latter barely kept his alpha at bay.

"That's enough," my mom's voice commanded in an eerily calm voice. Ren and Shiloh both turned their heads to look at her. "Ren, get off of Shiloh. Shiloh, get up."

The two men shifted forms, staring at my mother. Both of them were beaten and bloody all over. For an alpha, my dad completely cowered at my mother's anger, and so did Shiloh. They both bowed their heads in submission.

"What is wrong with you two?" Mom demanded, her eyes flashing with anger.

"I can't live under an alpha who gets his pack killed constantly. I can't live under an alpha who still acts like a kid when someone tells him the truth and he doesn't want to believe it," Shiloh said. I could hear the underlying hatred in his voice, even though was trying to hide it.

"I did not kill our pack," my dad snarled.

"Quiet," my mom ordered.

"Arya, maybe we should heal them?" Erin suggested.

"No. They did this to themselves. If they want to heal faster, then they can heal each other. Everyone, out. Carrie, Shiloh, Ren, you're all staying."

We filed out of the room. I shut the door but hung back, listening in through the door. My pack had the same idea.

"I know that look Shiloh. There's more you want to say," my mom remarked.

"I'm taking my family and leaving. I'm not going to live under an alpha like Ren anymore and I won't let my wife and kids be under his leadership either. We'll pack our things and go back to Estes, find somewhere to stay other than here," Shiloh said. My blood went cold at his statement. Surely he wasn't serious? Josilyn tightened her grip on my hand, telling me I wasn't imagining what I'd just heard.

"Shiloh, you can't be serious," my mom replied, fear evident in her voice. "I need my second."

"You're my alpha Arya, but I can't stand him," Shiloh spat. "You married an idiot and he's running me off and he's going to get the rest of your pack killed."

"Shiloh, please sleep on this. I don't want you making rash decisions," Arya said gently.

"Just let him leave. If he thinks I'm such a terrible alpha, then I'm not going to force him to stay. Just let him go," dad told her. Silence ensued before my mom said, "At least give your children the option of staying with us. Josilyn is dating Hunter, Ember is dating Noah. They're madly in love and I don't want to ruin their relationships because of ours."

It took a few moments for Shiloh to answer. "Josilyn comes with us, but I'll give Noah the option of staying. Come on Carrie." The entire pack and I backed away from the door. The two McKays walked out.

"Josilyn, Noah, come with us," Shiloh ordered. Reluctantly their kids did. I stood at the doorway of the dining hall. My pack left, with only Ember remaining behind.

"Hunter... I'm so sorry. I'm sure they'll change their mind," she consoled, resting her hand on my shoulder.

"No, I don't think they will." Ember kissed me on the cheek and went to her room.

"Ren, what happened?" My mom's voice floated from inside the dining hall. I went against my better judgement and listened in on the conversation.

"Shiloh accused me of killing half our pack and running Caleb off. He kept saying it and saying it and I lost my temper. I threw the first punch," dad said.

"But it's not true, so why get so upset?"

"Because it seems like it is. Your pack was fine until I came along."

"They're your pack too."

"Not according to Shiloh."

"Since when do you listen to him? Especially when he's insulting you?"

"Because it has to do with the pack. I've run off Shiloh just like I let Caleb run off, and if they don't have protection, they'll all be killed, and it'll be because of me."

"None of that is your fault and you need to stop thinking that it is. Now come on, we have some upset children to tend to."

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