Chapter Summary: Chapter 73: Mates and Alphas – The Mark of Betrayal (Samara and Roman) by Free Collection
In Chapter 73: Mates and Alphas, a key moment in the Werewolf novel The Mark of Betrayal (Samara and Roman), Free Collection delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
Roman
After learning that we’re having a boy, I told the omegas to prepare a feast and that night, I stood beside Samara while she held Aria and I held Slade, with Sloane standing by our side as we announced to the entire pack that Samara is pregnant with our Alpha heir.
The party went well into the night as our pack enthusiastically celebrated. At one point, I noticed Samara checking on Phoebe. She and Adrian haven’t yet completed their bond and I’m glad about that. I know from experience that when you give your mate the time she needs, that when she gives herself to you, it’s the greatest gift you could ever receive. When I saw Adrian looking longingly at his mate, I said that to him. Watching him with Phoebe makes me think that he might just be a good replacement for Austin. If Phoebe is honest about not holding the pups accountable for what Sawyer did, then I will seriously consider them as my new Beta couple.
Since we also have Scarlet and Luca this week, I made sure that I sent Samara to bed with Aria and Slade and I stayed up to make sure that the girls made their way to bed, or at least to the Alpha floor before I crawled into bed with my mate.
The rest of the week went by in a blur. I talked to my father and Austin every day. My father was able to stabilize Dylan’s pack, but the Brenner pack was becoming restless without an Alpha. Since Austin isn’t an Alpha, he is doing the best he can, but I told him that when we came on Friday, I’d make sure the pack was ready to accept him.
On Friday morning, as we walked out to warrior training, my mind was on leaving Sloane overnight and how we were going to handle bringing Slade since he refuses to be left anywhere that I am not. So, it took me a few extra minutes to realize that Adrian’s scent had changed.
“Gamma, do you have something to share?” I ask him.
His smile could light up a city. “She accepted me,” he says, pulling his shirt aside to show me his fresh mate mark.
“I’m assuming you left her exhausted and sleeping upstairs?”
He grins. “I did. And I left her a note, just in case she wakes and thinks I left her. I don’t want her to worry that she’s reliving her past.”
“Good thinking,” I say, smiling. If all goes well this weekend, then he and Phoebe will definitely be offered the Beta positions.
I get absorbed in warrior training and it’s nearly the end of training when Phoebe rushes out of the packhouse, looking panicked, wearing only a t-shirt. Her eyes are wide and she looks terrified.
“Phoebs? What is it?” Adrian asks, rushing up to her.
“I ... I ... I thought you left me.”
“Baby,” he purrs softly, pulling her into his arms. “Didn’t you get my note?”
I watch her shake her head no.
“I didn’t leave you, baby. I’m right here. I just wanted to let you sleep,” he says, pulling back and wiping her tears away with his thumbs. “We’re mated, baby. All you had to do was open the mind link and you’d have known I was here.”
Her mouth opens and closes a couple of times before he leans in and kisses her. It’s a dominant kiss, one that tells her that she's his. It's exactly what she needs so she knows that he hasn’t abandoned her.
“Why don’t you two have breakfast in your room. Then you can ... talk to your mate and get her settled before Samara and I have to leave,” I tell him as I pass.
He grunts in acknowledgement but doesn’t stop kissing his mate.
I look up as I walk to the packhouse, seeing my mate, watching their interaction. Her eyes turn to me as I walk up to her, holding her gaze until I take her mouth in the same possessive kiss.
She wraps her arms around my neck, giving herself to me and the kiss as I pour my love into her.
“It’s too bad I’ve already put a pup in you. I’m practically desperate to put a pup in you now,” I growl when I pull away.
“We should practice. You know I want a daughter, or two, or three,” she says, giving me that mischievous grin that I love.
“Maybe I want six, or seven, or eight,” I growl.
“Then you’d better practice long and hard, Alpha,” she purrs.
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