The Failed Rejection
Chapter 43

Killian pov

All the shifters in the room submitted to his aura that he let out except for the vampires. Killian knew his aura was so strong due to his son, it was as if Callum was lending it to him until he needed it. Whether it was because Callum had to hide it or he as a father had to protect his son, Killian wasn’t sure. Killian just knew that this strong aura wasn’t his own, and he knew it couldn’t go to his head. Hell Liliana wouldn’t let him, she’d let him have it.

“Are you the reason the auction is canceled?” One of the vampires asked.

“Be careful, he’s very old,” his wolf Kai whispered to him.

“How would it be my fault?” Killian asked.

“You are a strong werewolf, I think I’ll eat you,” the vampire said and ran at him with his super strength. Killian managed to dart out of the way in time, which caused the vampire to run into Braxton. Braxton managed grabbed him by the head, in turn Killian grabbed him by the shoulders and they both started pulling. The tiny vampire was eventually pulled apart in a gruesome display of b***d and gore.

Killian turned to face the rest of the vampires who started to run at him in fury at the death of their comrade.

“Now! Does anyone know whose in charge?” Killian asked with his alpha tone still in full force. There was a full minute of silence before Killian started to loose his patience and Kia let out a ferocious growl.

“Alpha Killian it was the club owner who facilitated everything for my alpha,” a beta voiced out. Killian gave the signal to Braxton who walked out the door. Killian looked to the beta who talked and could immediately tell he was had some alpha b***d in him.

“What’s your name beta?”

“Trent,” the beta was still bowed low like everyone else. Killian asked Kia to connect with his wolf. Trent couldn’t hide his surprise but it was small, and Killian liked this beta even more. Trent allowed the connection and soon Kia reported back to him.

“He’s a second son alpha so he was made beta. The pack is awful. They have slaves and run experiments on wolves and humans alike. The beta tries to protect the pack but.”

“As beta there’s only so much he can do, what about the werewolf council?”

“His wolf says they are in on it.” s**t! Before Killian could think anymore of it Braxton and his brother walk in with a tiny wolf shifter. The man was clearly an omega, but seemed to do well for himself by the way he was dressed. The wolf immediately reacted to his aura and threw himself down telling him everything he knew.

“I never met the man before I swear! I just facilitate the auction when he wants to use my club! Don’t kill me please!”

“Shut up!” Killian yelled. The man quit rambling.

“What is his name!”

“He calls himself the Rogue King!”

“Bullshit! I killed him already.” Technically his mother-in-law killed him, but the room full of alphas didn’t need to know that.

“I don’t know, that’s just what he calls himself Alpha,” the man continued to tremble. f*****g lovely. Another threat he needed to deal with. Just then a text came in from his burner phone and it seemed that it did for all three of them. Braxton pulled out his phone.

“Penelope needs a bearshifter at the scene.” Braxton looked at him and Killian nodded his permission. Braxton took off like a shot. Killian turned back to deal with this clusterfuck.

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Penelope pov

It’s been several hours since Brad and Noah has left. Chris has been driving her crazy with the questions about Max and werewolves.

“Let’s bind and gag him,” Koko whispered after Chris asked his thousandth question. Penelope seriously considered it, but she knew that his fate was already murky. Penelope wanted to replace and protect Braxton, but she had no idea what was going on.

“Do you only shift on the full moon? Is that what it is called? Shifting? I think that’s what it was called on Twilight. My ex made me watch it with her once.” Chris was just rambling now, he didn’t even wait for her to respond to his questions. Penelope at this point started tuning him out, she knew that the guys didn’t have their phones in them. Penelope still had her eyes glued to her phone for new messages.

Suddenly the door of the motel was being banged on hard. The occupants jumped two feet in the air in response to the knock. She could tell immediately that it was Noah by his smell, she just wasn’t drawn to it anymore. Penelope ran to throw open the door as Chris ran to the bathroom in fear.

Penelope saw Noah breathing heavy at the door, she instinctively looked for Braxton even though she knew he most likely wasn’t going to be there.

“Come on!” Noah said and grabbed her hand.

“What’s going on?” Penelope asked.

“We have to go. We have to run to a pharmacy. I don’t know if anyones hurt but we will get some stuff for basic first aid and then head back.” Penelope nodded and went with Noah. They quickly went back to the club and got into a car. Noah pulled out his phone and looked for the closest place for a pharmacy.

“Do you know what their injuries are?” Penelope asked when they took off.

“No.” They rode in silence as Noah drove to the Walgreens several miles away. It was run down as it was clearly in a bad neighborhood, but it was open. The two of them went to the first aid aisle and picked up what they thought they would need. Penelope picked up the largest first aid kit, while Noah grabbed lots of alcohol as well as sterile gauze pads. They quickly went to the counter while the cashier rang them up without raising an eyebrow at what they bought. It was clear that the older woman had seen worse in this neighborhood.

They got back into the car quickly and drove to an abandoned restaurant. There stood one of Noah’s brothers watching them approach.

“Did you get what you needed?” He asked Noah.

“I think so, but I’m not sure,” Noah responded as he opened the door. Penelope walked in to the barely lit restaurant. Everything was removed and Penelope was assaulted with so many varying scents she couldn’t distinguish between much. Penelope walked in and saw Holden approach them,

“This way.” Penelope followed Holden and she was completely horrified by what she saw. There was about thirty shifters of various ages and various breeds. There was also clearly at least thirty cages for the shifters to fit into. They all looked at Noah and her in fear.

“Is anyone hurt?”

“Are you Penelope?” One woman around her age asked coming forward. “Brad’s sister?” Penelope nodded,

“I am. Where is he?” Another woman stood close to the woman speaking. They closely resembled each other, Penelope guessed they were siblings.

“He told us weren’t weren’t safe yet.” The woman said with a shrug.

“He’s checking the rest of the restaurant,” Holden told her and Penelope nodded.

“My sister may need some stitches, one of those bastards got her really good,” the woman said. Penelope nodded and slowly approached the woman.

“Can you show me?” The woman speaking lowered her sister to the ground and started to slowly lift up her dress. Penelope saw the deep gash that was still bleeding.

“Will you have to stitch it up?”

“That depends, are you an omega?” She asked the young girl. The girl was embarrassed and that clearly meant yes.

“What does that have to do with anything you b***h?” The woman asked angry.

“It has everything to do with the situation,” Noah said sharply as he brought over the first aid kit. The woman clearly didn’t want another man near here and started to panic.

“Don’t worry miss, he’s just bringing me supplies so I can stitch you up.” Noah quickly brought the supplies then just as quickly backed off. Penelope quickly found everything she needed for the stitches and started to talk to the two woman.

“I asked if you were an omega because sadly omegas heal slower than the rest of us. Since you are an omega I’m going to have to stitch you up. If you weren’t I’d just clean you up and let it heal on it’s own.” Penelope pulled on gloves and quickly examined the wound in fuller detail. The wound had quite a bit of dirt in it.

“I’m sorry but this is going to hurt. Your wound has a lot of dirt and I’m going to have to clean it out before I stitch it out.” Penelope told her, the woman gave her a brief nod indicating to go ahead. Penelope quickly pored on the alcohol and the girl let out an odd groaning noise.

“Okay sweetheart now I just have to clean out the dirt.”

“My sister wants to know more about your brother,” the woman said.Penelope was able to surmise that this woman was Brad’s second chance mate.

“Can your sister not speak?” Penelope asked. The girl shook her head negative and looked extremely upset.

“Brad didn’t reject you did he? If he did I’m going to kill him. Our pack has raised us to honor and cherish the mate bond, not throw it away especially over something so trivial,” Penelope said trying to sooth the girl. Penelope had started on the stitches, and it would only take three or four to get them in.

“What’s your name girlie?” Penelope asked as the young girl winced. Before anyone could respond Brad stormed in stark naked except a pair of gloves with a hand gun in one hand and a man slung over his other shoulder.

“What the hell is going on?” Brad demanded. Penelope unfortunately had b***d all over her hands so she covered her eyes with her arm.

“Brad what the hell man! Put some clothes on! I don’t wanna see your bits flopping around!” The men all laughed at that.

“Speak for yourself,” one of the women stated which caused a gurgled growl come out of Brads mate. Penelope looked at the girl and let out a little giggle. She thought it would be best to divert her attention.

“He’s mad because he felt your pain,” Penelope said to the woman, then turned to Brad who thankfully managed to replace some shorts. “Your mate has a nasty gash on her leg and needs stitches.” Penelope turned back to the woman and started to finish up. Brad sidled up to his mate, she seemed scared but willing to be in his presence.

“Can I hold your hand?” Brad asked and she nodded.

“Are there any more injured?” Penelope asked.

“Nothing serious. They didn’t want to damage the merchandise before auction day. I think the rest of us just have bruises.” The woman said with venom in her voice, and Penelope couldn’t blame her. Penelope was done, she just put some gauze on her leg.

Penelope put her stuff away and walked around to the other woman offering her services.

“Do you need any medical assistance?” They all shook their heads no. Despite watching her help Brad’s new mate they seemed afraid of her. Penelope could sense they were all different species, there were even a few human girls as well.

Penelope’s attention was pulled to five little boys, it was hard to tell their age given the fact that they were all bearshifters.

“Brad you need to get ahold of Axel or Brax,” Penelope said getting his attention away from his new mate.

“Why?” Brad asked as he walked to her.

“They are bearshifters, they won’t talk to anyone except their own kind.”