The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 220 – Adoption

3rd Person

‘You can’t be serious.” James stared at Roger in shock, not believing his own ears. “It’s just a possibility we have to consider.” The new Beta replied gently.” Trust me, no one wants it to be true.”

“Are you suggesting that I might have been responsible for bringing the wolves who attacked the Alpha’s convoy to this continent?” James clarified, wanting to know if the Alpha’s concerns about Damon hiding spies among the refugees was purely hypothetical, or based on something more.

“We don’t know anything for sure.” Roger replied carefully. “But you said yourself that it was only a matter of time before Damon’s forces found the meeting point on the coast. It’s gotten too big to remain hidden.”

“I did, but I was more concerned with increasing evacuations to try and save as many as we could before he brought the hammer down.” James answered, wondering if he was at fault somehow. He’d certainly never viewed the fleeing masses clamoring for a spot on his plane as a threat, he’d only ever wanted to help those in need.

Moreover, he thought it was dangerous to start viewing them as a security risk. But when he considered it, truly thought back on the hundreds of flights which all seemed to blur together, he couldn’t say whether or not he may have missed something – or someone. “Have you checked the registration lists at the camp?

“For what exactly?” Roger inquired, rubbing his jaw. “A spy is hardly likely to write ’hail Damon’ on his entry forms.”

“Well almost all the refugees are women and children, the only men who are fleeing have families to protect.” James explained, thinking out loud.” The rest are staying behind to join the resistance. I can’t recall any single men boarding my flights, but if there are any registered at the camp, they would be my prime suspects.”

“And if the spies are women?” Roger countered, arching a brow. “It’s not impossible, but when has Damon ever hired she-wolves as anything but sex workers?.” James shrugged, “Knowing him, he would laugh at the very idea of a woman spy.”

Roger conceded, making a mental note to review the registration

the meantime?” James probed, wondering if the Beta would have the gall to suggest screening at the coast. Roger read the other wolf’s expression with ease. “How bad is it, at the

“How are you on planes?” “As long as I don’t have to fly one I’ll be fine.”

could tell you, but it wouldn’t be the same. And if you’re going to

got yourself a copilot.” Roger

towards the door, no doubt thinking of his next destination. “I have a visit to pay in

grinned. “A certain she-wolf with legs for days and a

only laughed, “Something like

when they first arrived here – he only had eyes for the beguiling she-wolf who watched over them. His eyes

new wolf entered her territory, but for once she didn’t look up to investigate the interloper. James knew she was already so accustomed to his scent and

wonderful scent and relishing the spike of excitement in her blood. Silly mate, who does she think she’s fooling. His wolf purred in his ear, more than a little

at the mere sight of her. Her heart sped up as he neared, and the steady beat in his own chest changed to match its melodic

proximity that she wasn’t prepared to hear his deep voice as well. Her bright gaze flitted up to his before retreating again. “Hello.” She answered, turning her back and making herself

her messy bun, and it trailed along the curve of her neck – tempting

Isabel’s neck, and the hair on her nape stood on end. He was tempted to lean forward and kiss her,

waist. Apart from a single kiss at the height of her turmoil over adopting Sadie, James hadn’t pushed

smile taking over his features as he laid eyes on the little girl. The infant was sound asleep with her arms and legs splayed wide, a peaceful expression on her tiny face. He couldn’t stop himself from reaching for her, even though Isabel’s sharp whisper attempted to halt him. “What are you