Chapter 268
268 – The Cold Alpha
Madeline:
He finally let me down so we could think about putting water on it, but how were we going to do that?
The clouds thundered above our heads, and we looked up.
Everything we had, everything we built, was gone. All the bags, our clothes, the kids‘ toys, their books, were missing from where they had been.
I could tell they burned because I saw one of the books at the entrance. Maybe the kids had taken the stuff inside and now it was gone.
“ Come on, let’s go. The fire is starting to get bad,” Baxter remarked, gently patting my back.
“But we cannot walk away from it. It was our home, Baxter,” I protested.
I was annoyed because he had built one of the walls today, and now it was gone, vanished. 1
“Madeline, the kids,” Baxter whispered into my ear, and my eyes landed on them.
The kids, who had thought it was something cool at first, now looked worried.
“Mommy, is the fire going to hurt us?” Gina asked, hugging my legs.
“No, it will not. We will not let it happen,” I replied, carrying Gina while Baxter took care of Elara and Bodhi.
We started to walk away reluctantly as the kids asked us questions, especially where their bags were.
I noticed all their questions, but for a few moments, I could not speak.
“The fire will eat up the woods,” I told Baxter, but he shook his head.
“No. Usually when something like this happens, the nearby packs send help. They do not want the fire to spread and affect their areas,” Baxter explained.
We began to walk toward the river. Soon the rain started. Even our shelter was gone.
“What are we going to do now?” I asked Baxter, since we had nothing on us.
We walked under the rain in silence, trying to cover our children as much as possible.
After wandering for a few minutes in the rain, we eventually found a dense cluster of fallen trees near the edge of
the woods.
We rushed in, seeking shelter. My kids were exhausted and crying.
Several thick trunks leaned against each other, forming a natural barrier that blocked the wind.
The ground beneath them was mostly dry, and there was enough space for the five of us to sit and lie down if we stayed close.
Smaller branches hung low, and we pulled them together to cover the open gaps.
Leaves and moss were scattered around, and we used them to soften the ground.
It was not a real shelter, but it was the closest to safety we could find for now.
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As soon as we sat down, I stared at Baxter, and I could tell he looked low on energy, but he was keeping it together for the children.
“Everything we had is gone, Baxter,” I told him, speaking up because somebody had to say it.
Just because the kids were with us did not mean we should hide the reality.
At this point, the kids needed to know what was happening around them and that the life they once knew had changed drastically.
“We are going to find a way, don’t worry,” Baxter told me.
“But Baxter, it’s not about if we are going to find a way or not. It’s about who did it,” I complained.
My kids were sitting between us, and both of us were trying to dry their hair, but we did not have anything to help them with. “ Let’s not think about who did it. First, let’s think about what we are going to do next. I think we should move from here,” Baxter suggested, hugging Bodhi and Elara to keep them warm while I kept Gina close
to me.
“No, I’m not moving away from here. We don’t even know what is out there, ” I argued. “And I don’t remember us bringing our bags inside the house. Kids, did any one of you do it?” I asked them, pulling Gina away softly, and she shook her head before hugging me again.
Then I looked back at Baxter.
“I know who did it, Baxter. It is them. It is that stupid family. They did it.” I spoke harshly, making Baxter sigh tiredly.
“If we just avoid them, they will stop bothering us,” Baxter remarked.
“No, Baxter, what is wrong with you? Why are you so cold? What happened to the alpha who can fight anyone he wants? The alpha who knows how to run things?” I scolded him.
Staying silent was not going to work. That family was walking all over us, thinking they could do whatever they wanted.
If we did not stop them, they would keep hurting us and ruining our hard work.
“They were probably angry because of the way her husband found out she was cheating on him,” he explained, but I raised my palm at him.
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