Jacks, Marcy - Taken by the Alpha Wolf [DeWitt's Pack 9] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Marcy Jacks Page B

cries.
    Phillip grabbed the lamp from off the dresser and launched it at the wall where it smashed into a dozen pieces, but the crash was not enough for him to satisfy his rage.
    He’d been about to grab something else when the voice of one of his omegas called out to him.
    “Phillip? Where are you?”
    He rubbed his  hands over his face, raking his nails across the skin and using the pain the center himself.   Get a grip. Now’s not the time.

    Taken by the Alpha Wolf                       83

    Phillip strode out of his son’s room, his back straight, his pace brisk, and keeping his face as stoic as though it were normal to  come home and find the land had been ambushed with some sort of drug and more than half the pack were missing, his wife and child included.
    Zack, Phillip’s beta, was standing in the doorway, clearly hesitant to enter the home of his alpha without permission, yet there was clear panic on his face.
    “I saw the wise woman out back,” he said, hardly able to hide the shock on his face. “She’s dead.”
    Phillip had been so focused on sniffing out his mate and child that
    he hadn’t noticed. “Are there others?”
    Zack shook his head, and Phillip could feel the man becoming the calm soldier he needed to be as he and Phillip spoke. “Everyone else seems to be out cold. Looks like the hunters came in and did a snatch
    and run before we got back, so they couldn’t take everyone.  Her body  isn’t…I mean she doesn’t look like they hurt her. I think the attack  itself startled her and she had a heart attack.”
    Zack swallowed hard when he finished, doing his best to keep a
    brave face.
    Even alphas had hearts. They certainly couldn’t have the emotional depth of a rock all the time. Phillip’s earlier reaction was proof enough of that, and Wise Woman Beatrice had been Zack’s
    great-grandmother.
    Phillip put his hand on Zack’s shoulder. “They took my pup and
    Helen.”
    Zack stiffened, his eyes becoming gold and angry at the added insult to his pack. The wise woman dead, and the mate of their alpha and a pup only a few months old taken.
    “Make the shift,” Phillip commanded. “Then send out a howl. I want every available alpha back here. We’re going to go to James for help, and then we’re going hunting. I don’t want Helen or Sammy spending a single night with those motherfuckers.”

    84                            Marcy Jacks

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    Though Ryan was a werewolf, he didn’t need to be a detective to know that he still wasn’t considered a real member of the pack. Likely that had something to do with his hesitation of being here, but the biggest hint came when the other alphas had their meeting, and he hadn’t been invited to join in.
    He wasn’t angry about it. Blasius told him what the situation was when  they got out, and James was with him. That was the one thing  Blasius didn’t look too happy about.
    “How could they have taken ten people?” Ryan asked.
    “Some kind of nerve gas they use,” James said. “Hunters don’t use it too often because it can leave the scent of chemicals on them,
    making them easier for us to track down, and you need to have a guy  who knows how to make those kinds of things.
    “I would imagine my pack is too big for someone to just toss a  ball of that stuff in here and expect it to work the way they want,” he  continued, though his mouth twisted downward as he said it. “Philip’s  pack is small, and the majority of pack members are omegas, so it’s  difficult to defend.”
    He was pretty sure he didn’t need to ask, judging by the look on  Blasius’s face, but Ryan wanted the confirmation of his hunch anyway. “Why are you telling me about this now? You wouldn’t let me hear it with the others.”
    “Indeed,” Blasius grouched. “He’s better off here defending the  pack should those cowardly bastards―”
    James actually snapped his teeth and growled at