Chapter 30
Philip pov
The look in will’s eyes almost breaks me. I know he always wanted my father to be his. Father always treated will like family we grew up as close as brothers. So finding out your father is a horrible man that did horrible things to not only his mother but mine. I wanted him to know that this is his family, not that man. He is nothing to him or me. My father is our father. Giving him the resolve to give Ambrose the blood he needs. “now that it is done. Ambrose, is there a way to trace the magic back to the user?” turning to look at the old man. he was deep in thought. After a while, he nods “if I can find enough residue from a spell used I think I might be able to.” “what about a tracking spell? Like if I have a piece of cloth with a scent could you do a tracking spell on the scent?” “depends on the scent and how clean it is. Let me see.” father steps forward with the cloth. Holding it out Ambrose meets my father. Looking at the cloth before he shakes his head. “there are too many scents on that. There is a bit of your scent so a pack member. A bit of the boy's scent so family. And several other scents. All I can tell you is that one pack member and one blood redeliver of the boys touched that cloth. But there are several other males.”
“for now we keep our eyes open. Increase patrols and step-up training. Also, the younger pups will have a school down in one of the lower meeting rooms. Ambrose can you create an indoor park on the same floor even if it's just an illusion of the sun and outdoors. I want to keep all the pups in the den we have already lost one too many pups to the rogue king I will not lose anymore.” father growls out. We all nod. Spending the next few hours going over everything when father clears his throat. “Philip, Tyler. Kavin and hunter will take over the pack tomorrow. John, Kyle, wade, and I will be going on a hunting trip to look for leads. We will temperately be leaving the pack and going out as rogues. Rogues don’t talk to pack members willingly. So we will be rogues.” the father says looking at me. As what he said sinks in I get a grin on my face. “if I am named alpha then there is no renewal of the contract. But if I wait to announce that I am now alpha of black rose when she mates with the witch then they violate the contract. I will give her one chance to take back her rejection at the ceremony in two weeks. This could call in all the contracts they have with other packs.” I see the same smile I am wearing spread across the room. Since the contract lasts for six months after I take the alphaship. I have a feeling they have not read over the terms of the contract as well as I have in the last two days.
Ambrose starts laughing and clapping his hands. Looking over at him he gets a huge grin. “I have always wanted inside the winter's castle. They have wards up preventing the uninvited guest from entering.” getting an evil grin “and if you are my, personal security then you would be, an invited guest.” the room breaks out in a belly rolling laughs from everyone. “well then I have some things to prepare.” and he's gone. I wish I could mist as he does. Shaking my head we all laugh at him. Calling it a day we all head our ways. The current leadership spends time with their families before they take off for a while. At the dinner table, Edrya announces she's going with my father to keep him feed right. Tomorrow the house staff will pack and move father and Edyra’s things to the golden wing. Then they move my things to the master bedroom and redo the rooms. Will will move to the hunter's suite. Skylar and gunner are still gonna stay on the beta wing with Tyler as amber refuses to stay here without beta john. I have a feeling that Kyle and wades mates will go with them as well as none of us know how long they will be gone.
I sent a request that the kitchen makes a special dinner for tomorrow as the pack does not know yet that I will be taking over tomorrow. Then we start planning the trip to the mating ceremony for the new alpha of alphas. This will be a surprise for them all. Father and I look over plans for his departure from the pack. I want them to be able to have access to money and things should they need them. Coming up with a plan for that was a little harder than I thought that was until Ambrose popped in. “here.” he says holding out two bags. Opening the one he hands me. Empty. “these are share bags. I designed them to pass things from one to the other at a distance. Whatever is put in can be taken out by the other.” handing us each a silver ring “these with a twist will alert the other the need to speak. Or that there is something in the bag.” slipping the ring on my index finger of my left hand and just like the ring Breena gave me it burned my skin before melting into my skin. An intrinsic Celtic style knotwork wraps around my finger. The center is a c resent moon wrapped around a black rose. Looking at it Ambrose finishes “the design is a combination of my sigil and your pack sigil. This will help sell that I am part of your security. A witch never blends their sigil unless they are bonding their service and loyalty to someone. Your family had been good to me for a long time even when I was locked in the cage. Something of my own doing. I am grateful every day that your family was the one to stop my fit. Put me in a well-deserved timeout if you will. So for saving me I will always have your back for as long as I live.” “how long is that?” I ask getting nothing but a huge grin before he disappears again. The whole thing reminds me of the part in Alice in wonderland where the cat does that.
