Shadow lets out a breath and his shoulders relax.
We walk the rest of the way in silence, not passing another soul enroute.
It’s clear to see how Falcon was able to get through to this side of the building.
All the security guards seem to be positioned at the opposite side of the ballroom.
Shadow’s Alpha managed to locate him pretty quickly anyway.
We come out of the corridor, into a big, brightly lit reception area that I assume indicates where the front door is located.
“Almost there,” Shadow tells me. “You know, it’s kinda funny that you two came out here to see a girl and now you’re meeting my whole pack.”
I smile back at him. “It’s a strange coincidence, but I’m glad you’re doing so well.”
“I really am. I don’t have any complaints, that’s for sure.”
Pete snorts, and Shadow rolls his eyes.
“Okay, maybe I have one complaint. There are three malls out there in the city, right on our doorstep, and I’m only allowed to go shopping once a month! That’s torture.”
“It’s called a compromise,” Pete says, a wry smile on his lips when he stops at a door and turns to us. “A two-day spree once a month is generous, if you ask me.”
“That’s because he can’t stand shopping,” Shadow tells me. “Anyway, we’re here.”
Pete opens the door and walks into the room.
Shadow follows, moving quickly. “Everyone, this is my brother, Shayne. He’s the only one in my family I wouldn’t push out of a moving vehicle, given the chance.”
I step into an office filled with Shadow’s pack, and I give a wave as all eyes fall on me.
The dark-haired woman sitting behind the desk at the back of the room must be Lana Cole.
She smiles as she gets to her feet. “Nice to meet you, Shayne.”
There’s a guy wearing medical scrubs and a white lab coat standing beside her, and a blond man in a leather jacket leaning against the wall halfway into the room.
Falcon is sitting on one of two sofas that are set up in front of Lana’s desk, with a small coffee table in between them. I can tell he’s not happy right now, but it’s impossible to know if that’s because he got caught snooping around or because he still hasn’t gotten the chance to see the girl he helped rescue.
“I’m Lana,” the woman introduces herself as she comes out from behind her desk. “This is Ezra and that’s Owen.”
She gestures to the doctor, and then the guy leaning against the wall.
Shadow snuggles into her side when she stops in front of me, wrapping his arms around her waist, and leaning in to rest his head against her shoulder.
“It’s nice to see Shadow found his true mates,” I confess.
Ezra and Owen are both Alphas. Pete is definitely a Delta, which is a classification that doesn’t officially exist any longer, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have Alpha DNA in his bloodline.
He’s more than a Beta, and I think this woman might have a hint of Alpha in her blood, too.
Most leaders do, and as head of the most elite Omega academy in the country, chances are she has more Alpha tendencies than Beta.
I don’t need to worry about my little brother.
He’s found an incredibly strong pack to call his own.
“Apparently that’s thanks to you,” Lana says. “Shadow told us you’re the one who warned him when your parents were ready to send him to an Omega Academy. Since he still considers you his brother, I’m willing to let go of the fact that you and your lead Alpha snuck in here.”
