Sold To The Alpha
Chapter 17

Once he was sure that Charity was fast asleep and unlikely to awaken any time soon, Aaron slipped from the bed, pulled some shorts and a T-shirt on before covering Charity with a blanket and softly kissing her forehead. Tiptoeing to the door, he gazed lovingly at his mate before quietly slipping through the doorway and shutting it softly behind him.

Once outside he walked swiftly to his father's office and knocked sharply, 'come in' came his father's gruff voice. Aaron entered the room to be faced with his father, Jared, and Justin staring at him. 'Is she ok?' asked Justin worriedly, running his hands through his hair. Aaron nodded, 'she's sleeping' he told them as he walked toward one of the seats and dropped himself into it. 'She's scared and confused and horrified at what she did' he added, his eyes cast to the floor. 'Horrified?' spluttered Justin, 'she SAVED Kimmy' he said vehemently, 'she took on a Rogue by herself and she bloody well won as well! and she's a f*****g White wolf' he finished with awe.

'And the question is, how is she a wolf with human parents, let alone a white wolf 'said Jared gravely, 'one of the rarest wolves of our kind. To our knowledge and presumably hers she has no wolf in her, plus how can we not smell her wolf blood' he continued looking troubled, ‘are you sure she didn't know?' he carefully asked, Aaron rounded on him immediately bristling, 'I was with her, I saw her face, her eyes! I could feel her emotions, she was terrified, and she had no idea how to revert back' he snarled, angry at the accusation. Justin placed a calming hand onto his shoulder, 'dad had to ask mate' he said slowly, 'It's never been heard of, she's unique!

Alistair was sat at his desk his elbows on his desk with his fingers pressed together, eyes closed, deep in thought. 'You said there was something special about her' Aaron said to him, 'did you know?' he asked accusingly. Alistair sighed and shook his head, 'son if I had known, I would have given her much greater protection than she has had since she has been here!' he replied, 'I knew there was something different about her but I had no idea what, not in my wildest dreams did I imagine this, the questions we are now faced with is why can she change and why is she a white wolf, something that has only been known to appear once in a generation and has never been known to be from a lesser wolf let alone two humans!

'How is Kimmy' asked Aaron, anger, and shame evident on his face at having failed to protect one of his younger pack members, 'she's ok' replied Jared, 'she's with her mother at their home and will stay there for a few days until she is ready to return to the pack house, Chloe, Christine, and their brothers are with them, it was hard to hold Connor back, he was out for blood when he heard, it took 4 pack members to bring him down, Mel is keeping an eye on him though, he'll listen if she says to stay put!' Aaron nodded before asking 'what about the boundary? how did that piece of s**t get in here in the first place?'. Jared glowered, 'it seems he's been here for a while, we scouted the woods and found a small camp in one of the denser parts just far enough in to be hidden from the boundary patrols, we can only assume he slipped in at some point and was careful to avoid detection. He had the foresight to cover himself with filth to disguise his stench so we wouldn't stumble across him' he said bitterly. 'We've doubled patrols and stationed extra guards at the edge of the boundary until we can be sure he was acting alone' he added.

Aaron nodded gloomily as he raised himself out of his chair, 'If you don't need me here I'm going to go back to Charity' he said, 'I don't want her to wake up alone' he added fretfully. Alistair nodded at him, 'go take care of your mate son' he replied with a small smile. Not needing to be told twice, Aaron walked swiftly to the door and exited, pulling it shut behind him. Turning around, his body connected with something large and soft. 'Ooof' came a voice as it staggered back slightly, instinctively grabbing the person in front of him to stop them falling, he found himself staring into bright blue eyes that matched his own. 'Mum?' he gasped, 'what are you doing here? why aren't you with Aunt Clare?' His mother smiled up at him, slim of build and greying hair with her 5ft 6 stature, she gave off the aura of a timid, motherly type who baked cookies and sang children to sleep. Though this wasn't far from her reality, her passion for her pack also made her a formidable opponent who would tear the throat out of anyone who tried to hurt her tribe, she was a true Luna.

'Well hello, my chub a cub' she said laughing, pulling on his baby nickname, making him roll his eyes as he pulled her into a tight hug. 'Aunt Clare is fine, she's feeling much better, I was going to return next week anyway' she said smiling, 'Your father sent word of what had happened to Kimmy, and Uncle George insisted I come home immediately to help the pack. She scowled, 'I should have been here, your father needed me' she muttered more to herself than Aaron, 'Plus I would very much like to meet my future daughter in law' she teased with a sudden grin, as Aaron's mouth fell open with shock, 'what? you didn't think your father made such an important decision without consulting me first?' she accused, her voice tinged with a teasing lilt 'He has kept me up to date since she arrived, she sounds lovely son' she added patting his arm lovingly. Before he could reply the office door crashed open and Alistair strode through, knocking his son out the way before grabbing his wife possessively and crushing his lips to hers growling quietly into her mouth. As his hands started to travel over his wife's frame Aaron cleared his throat loudly, 'Ahem! your son is standing right here!' he said, his voice filled with horror. His father broke the kiss to look at Aaron in mild surprise as if only just realizing he was still there. 'Son, if you don't want to see your mother and I making up for 3 months apart, I suggest you return to your own mate' he smirked, before shouting over his shoulder, 'meetings over' and hoisting his wife onto his shoulder and marching off down the hall toward their bedroom, leaving a dumbstruck and slightly nauseous Aaron behind them. Turning to the sound of snickers he saw Justin and his father openly laughing at his mortified expression. Growling in embarrassment he turned on his heel and marched off toward his own bedroom away from his friend's laughter and any chance of hearing his parents 'making up time'.