Planning pt 2
Just over an hour later Micah was in the Alpha’s office which he was sharing with his father currently, though today he was behind the desk, he needed to feel like he was in control of this, to trick himself or he might loose what little composure he managed to hold onto.
When he was joined by Xavier, Loki, and Rowan, they were all carrying plates of food, Rowan put the plate he was holding down in front of Micah, chicken sandwiches, crisps, a bit of cold pasta, and a chocolate biscuit, clearly just a collection of snacky food that is available in the kitchen for all pack members whenever, that the kitchen team have put together to keep them going until the meal is ready.
It’s burger night tonight, one of Micah’s favourite meals, but he didn’t have much of an appetite right now, he didn’t think that he could even eat the food in front of him.
“Eat it Micah.. you need to eat bro” Loki said kindly, correctly interpreting the look on Micah’s face. “We’ll solve this, we can rescue her” he squeezed Micah’s shoulder before taking a seat with Xavier on the couch, Rowan took a seat on the other side of the desk in one of the armchairs.
As the boys began to eat Rowan began to speak “Right, I have liaised with Rafe and we do have some preliminary facts, so the first thing I have to tell you is that the fence and the land it belongs to park view” Rowan gave Micah a significant look, expecting some kind of reaction from someone, the boys looked at each other and gave a shrug, no one seemed to get what Rowan wanted them too.
He continued with a sigh “its a human psychiatric facility, where, from what we can tell, wealthy humans put their troubled or hurt teenagers. You are correct about her age, it is her 15th birthday next week. The next thing I must share with you is that the only Ashlyn we could find on the records at Park View right now is a ward of the state. "
"She’s an orphan, according to the records we can find” again Rowan looked around his audience for a reaction, as was his habit. No one had anything to say, or they had the sense to keep it to themselves.
Micah however was now internally questioning was wrong with his mate? Why was she in there? He looked up at his father with the question in his eyes, ready to voice it, when Xavier spoke “well, which is she? Does she need to be there or has she been dumped because the humans don’t understand?”
Micah’s eyes opened wider, he hadn’t considered that, she wasn’t human, could it just be that the humans didn’t understand her and couldn’t deal with what she was? Perhaps there is nothing wrong with Ashlyn and something wrong with the people around her. Hope filled him once more as he turned back to his father.
Rowan cleared his throat before speaking again “well, as of yet, we can’t see her medical records so we don’t actually know for sure why she is in there, but we do suspect that it is a case of she doesn’t fit in, in the human world where she has been raised. We know she has been in there since she was 12 years old, which is around the usual age for many species to start coming into their powers.”
Rowan sighed once more and rubbed his face before continuing “I am hoping to have access to more of her records soon.” There was a knock at the door at that moment.
“Foods on the table in 5” came a voice through the door, it sounded like Chris or Beth, everything about them was identical, right down to the way they wore their hair.
Some identical twins go out of their way to look as as different as possible, but not Chris and Beth, its like their only identity is being twins. They were the latest recruit to the kitchens, for some reason Mrs Black, the kindly maternal wolf who ran the pack house and the orphans home with her husband, saw something in the twins that no one else seemed to and insisted on hiring them despite the fact that they had never worked a day in their lives and didn’t seem to know one end of a ladle from the other, they couldn’t be trusted with anything sharper than a rusty spoon as of yet, many of the other staff in the kitchen feared they could do some serious damage to themselves with a butter knife.
“Thank you” all 4 men called in unison, manners cost nothing. “Ok, I do have a rough plan, well the first stages of a plan at least, which I will explain to you once we have eaten.” Rowan finished hastily as Xavier and Loki were getting up.
Micah’s head was spinning and he was fuming but with no idea who to be mad at, what was wrong with his mate or was she just misunderstood? Who the hell dumped his mate at the age of 12 years old? She has been in a psychiatric hospital for 3 years now, in what world is that fair? How were they going to get her out?
It was now 8pm, Micah was back in his office with Rowan and Xavier, Loki needed to catch up on his training, the three of them were sat around his desk, there was a map on the surface of the desk spread out before them, on it the pack lands were marked along with the outer limits of their patrol routes, and park view house.
“So the first thing we need to do is find a way in to meet this girl, find out if she knows about the real world, maybe her parents told her something before she was orphaned, she may already know she’s not human, but we need to find out one way or the other. I think I have a plan for that, which may, in time bring her to us too without any kind of kidnapping or faked death or other…dramatics.”
Rowan started, giving Xavier a look as he talked about the dramatics. Xavier was the dramatic one of the pair and would have some kind of plan that no one but he could come up with or follow though this creative thinking has gotten the pair out of a lot of trouble when they were younger, Micah was more likely to be planning to storm the hospital with a small army of wolves at his back and take his Luna, to hell with how scared she would be or how many human casualties there were.
But then he was an alpha and such thinking isn’t uncommon. “When I have more information on this girl, I will reach out to the human authority, the social services I believe, posing as a lost relative, an uncle or grandfather long estranged from the family, but now I am aware of what has happened to my family I wish to take care of Ashlyn, who I have never met. They will, with luck, facilitate a meeting and I will begin to explain the world to the girl as I get to know her. Hopefully, we will be able to cut through any objections and bring her here soon.”
Micah looks mutinous at his fathers plan, nearly upending the desk as he pushed to his feet “you want to bond with MY MATE before ME?!” He cry’s, the walls shaking with the force of his voice, he brutally brushes Xavier’s hand from his shoulder, shaking his head,
“NO! I must be there, I promised her! We will just have to take her, we can watch for a while and see if they take her out, it will be easier to take her when shes not in there. Do we have any wolves who are trained to work somewhere like that?”
Micah went on, his agitation rising more and more with every second. “Father, find me a hotel near there, Xavier, get me a car. I’m going to go be near to her, send me 30 warriors in the morning.”
Xavier and Rowan looked at each other, they shouldn’t be shocked, of course Micah wouldn’t be happy with the slow and gentle plan. He was an Alpha, as such he wanted immediate solutions and action, and he had found his mate now, but didn't know if she was safe or happy. Why wouldn’t he want her at his side? He’ll be restless and anxious without her, irritable and impulsive. Xavier couldn’t ignore a direct order from his alpha, well he could but it wouldn’t be wise right now, so he set off for the garage.
Rowan however, could ignore his sons orders, if he so desired. However, it wasn’t a bad idea to have some protection around this girl, so he would find a hotel, but he would also be finding a few warriors who could now.
As he logged onto the computer, he called out to Rhys mentally, Rhys was the head warrior and in charge of the training for the younger fighters, he also set the schedule of training for the non-fighting members of the pack, every person over the age of 13 was required to undertake this training so that they can protect themselves in an emergency until help can arrive.
The man was built like a tank, didn’t have much to say outside of training and security issues, which he handled jointly with Rafe, the human mate of a pack member, ex- police, who now runs his own private detective and security agency alongside running the packs cyber-security and helping to organise the physical security and response.
Rhys appeared in the doorway 10 minutes later, having not bothered to reply to Rowans mental communication, just as Rowan found a hotel close to the hospital that looks like it should have rooms to spare. Rowan, noticing that the other man had arrived, looked up, waving him into the room and inviting him to take a seat on one of the chairs on the other side of the desk.
“Rhys, I hate to jump right to business but I am afraid I am on a rather tight schedule this evening. I assume that you have spoken to Rafe about the situation with Micah’s mate?”
Rowan enquired, ignoring the computer again. Upon the other mans nod, yes he was up to speed, Rowan continued “Micah is understandably… anxious for us to move quickly, he doesn’t agree with Rafe and my plan to insert ourselves into her life legitimately, he would prefer to do things faster and messier. He plans to storm the hospital tomorrow. I hope to talk some sense into him about that part, but in the mean time I need some people to go with him, we should have some guards around the hospital, just in case”
Rowan again looks to Rhys for some acknowledgement, the other man cocks his head in response.
“Would you agree that 5 men would be ok for the night? We can sort something more permanent in the morning.” Rowan checks with his head of security.
“We have Luke, Zuri, Mark, Jake and Remi all unmated and free tonight” Rhys replied, with a nod, already pulling his phone out to tell them to grab their bags. All the warriors were trained to have a ‘go bag’ ready with the essentials for a week or so.
Xavier meanwhile, had organised Micah, as much as possible at the moment anyway, he had a bag with some clothes and toiletries in and was pacing in the hallway when the others appeared. Mark, always the one to stick rigidly to the rules, gave Micah a small nod and took his place by the door, Mark took his responsibilities seriously, Luke, the joker, wolf whistled as he bounded over to congratulate Micah enthusiastically, Jakes greeting was a much more somber
“hey man, how you holding up?” While the girls came in much more slowly, making their way over to Micah, Luke and Jake, they had sympathetic looks on their faces as they put their hands on his forearm, giving small squeezes and rubs to show their solidarity.
“We’ll get her, one way or another, we can sort this out” Zuri told him, Remi nodding, agreeing softly. Micah calmed a little when surrounded by pack members, it wouldn’t do for them to see him so erratic and anxious, he needed to hold himself together better for them.
The group left not 10 minutes later in an assortment of vehicles, from Micahs borrowed jeep renegade that looks almost brand new to Remi’s beat up little corsa and Mark’s bike, a Ducati Panigale V2.
Driving the 2ish hours to the hotel near to the hospital where Ashlyn was currently residing. Micah vowed that this state of affairs would not last long. After checking into their 3 rooms and unpacking they split shifts watching the entrance and perimeter of the hospital. Micah, Mark and Zuri took the second shift, because Mark and Zuri had been on an early morning shift at home and would benefit from an extra bit of sleep and Micah had ran a lot today.
It was about 3am when they got to the hospital. Everything seemed calm, there was some movement inside and lights but nothing more than would be expected for a hospital.