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Jd had thrown something across the room. His anger was so loud that a few of the wolfs standing just outside the room stirred and looked in to see what was happening. Debbie on the other hand had expected his fury, and simply raised an eyebrow. Throwing things wouldn't get them anywhere close to what she wanted.

Debbie wanted Carla childless, heartbroken, and she wanted Alcide the same. Only then would she have the power she wanted over her ex, and it helped that it made her stomach flutter with happiness.

Debbie knew she wasn't powerful enough to do anything on her own, but with a pack master behind her she knew her plans would come true. The only thing she had to do was let JD know that Alcide and Carla had bonded, and that they were both expecting.

She waited for the information to sink in JD's head before she simply said, "When they have that baby, their officially starting a new pack."

Debbie didn't mean they were looking for new members, just that two lone wolves makes a couple. But three makes a small pack, and a small family. It would only be a matter of time before the whispers started. JD wasn't stupid, he knew there were members in his pack that wanted to leave, but they were all too scared to start their own packs, out of fear of being a pack master, and to face JD's wrath.

When the baby was born, Alcide would officially have a pack. Alcide would be a pack master regardless if he liked it or not. Members in his pack would now be more likely to leave and join with Alcide because the factor of being pack-master and having to face JD's wrath was taken out of the equation. Alcide would have to protect his pack, no matter what.

"I will not stand by and watch that floozy, and bastard make a new pack in my area!" JD hollered kicking the ground; his temper tantrum let Debbie know that he was beyond angry, and that he was now officially on her side. It was only a matter of time before she got what she wanted, and Debbie liked getting what she wanted.

Carla hadn't gone back to Merlott's since the incident she had with Sam. She was still too angry to step in the joint, and she knew she couldn't control herself if she saw him. She felt betrayed, and like she was no better than garbage. Carla felt that if their situations had been reversed that she would have fought for their friendship, not cast it aside so easily.

Alcide had tried to make her feel better by making her, her morning bagel and coffee. She was okay with it the first morning he had, but it slowly made her angry and he left her alone to mope. She spent an entire afternoon dragging him around town looking for her 'new place'. He tried so many different bagels that morning he was officially sick of them. After a long day Carla had decided that she was going to eat at a little diner called Jimmies.

Alcide had known the diner well, since it was the diner he frequently stopped at for lunch. He would never admit it, but he had thrown in a few words of encouragement for her to choose this diner, so he could see her more.

The idea of his girlfriend showing up at Jimmies on a regular basis was very appealing to him. He could show her off to his friends, and he could also get her to spend some more time with his family. His father frequented the diner more than he did, and his mother and sister went to the diner together every Sunday morning.

"I pick Jimmies, it's the only fucking diner in this area that doesn't have stuffed animals on the walls." She angrily tossed another uneaten bagel at Alcide who just placed it with the others on the car floor. They would have to throw most of them out, because if they gave them all to the dogs they would have the trots.

It took a total of two weeks for Alcide to actually see Carla at Jimmies, and when he did she was sitting with Bruce in a booth. She had a large plate of fries in front of her and she carefully picked out the ones she wanted to eat. His co-workers quickly pointed her out laughing that there had been a pretty new girl in the diner until Alcide sat down beside her. There was an instant flair of a smile that spread across her face and at that moment everyone knew that the pretty little cop was with him.

This was the beginning of their almost daily ritual, and a small group of friends. Carla could smell that all of these people were werewolf's, and that the diner was ran by them too. The smell made her nose tingle, and she couldn't help but feel completely at ease with so many werewolf's around. She didn't however notice how the people at the diner hovered around her, and how she was often given a careful eye. They were all protecting her, making sure she was all right. The scent of her pregnancy exploded into the store, and even after she was gone it still lingered.

It was one night after the star couple had left that a remaining few weres sat around a table drinking the remainder of beer they had. A stunned silence hung over them and they all knew they were thinking the same thing. They were all old enough to have their own grandchildren, each of them all hovering around the age of 50 to 60.

They didn't like the recent turn of events in their new pack, and the whispers that some of the members were on V scared them. V was a horrible substance that made people rabid, and gave them unmatchable strength. It was highly addictive, and it brought around a darkness that none of them wanted. Vampires.

At the table sat Red, an older man who worked with Alcide and his father. Red had three grandchildren, and two children of his own. His grandchildren were around the ages of 16 to 19 and two weeks prior his oldest grandson had been found rolling around in a ditch by his ex-wife. His grandson had been taking V, and had overdosed on the substance.

Unlike humans, V burned in their veins and made them more animal than normal. They also had this undesirable urge to screw anything they could find. This utterly terrified the women in the pack because they could easily be overpowered, and the V gave anyone a jump start in power.

"We gotta get out before it gets worse." A small woman chirped pushing her empty beer on the table. Her eyes were foggy, and deep dark circles hung under her eyes. She was tired, she couldn't sleep at night, and more than one gray hair had started to pop up on her head in the past few months. Red watched her with interest, he of course completely agreed with her, and it was partly the reason he had called this little meeting.

"It's not as easy as it sounds, we need a pack master. JD will be pissed when we leave, and I sure in hell won't be the one who has to feel his wrath." Another man spoke loudly, uncaring of who could hear him. He doubted there was any JD supporters around and even if there were he would pummel them before they had the chance to even leave the joint.

Another man had opened his mouth to say something when Red cut them all off. He wanted to get straight to the point, it wasn't safe talking about these things, and he knew it was only a matter of time before someone found out what they were all up too.

"Someone came to JD the other night and told him that Alcide was starting his own pack." Red said watching the looks of confusion and hope spread across everyone's faces. It was no secrete that they loved Alcide, and they had hoped for him to be pack master. But after JD's defeated Alcide had walked away with his tail between his legs. They had no doubt in their minds Alcide would have won if JD wasn't on V.

"Alcide never mentioned anything…are you sure?" the woman asked, she swallowed harshly hoping that the information they were being given wasn't wrong, and that this somehow wasn't a trap. She couldn't risk her life for a rumor, and she wouldn't.

"When Carla and Alcide have that baby they will form a pack. It will be a small pack, but a pack none the less and weather he likes it or not they need more members if they want to be safe. JD is not going to sit back and allow three wolfs in his territory. But JD can't do anything about it if the pack has larger numbers." Red said, a mummer of agreement hovered over the group, Red was right. Three members were an easier target then a group of 10 or more. They were sure more members would want to join this new pack if it was formed, because many people had young children, and were worried about the effects the new pack master had. They needed someone who wasn't on drugs, and someone who could step up, take responsibility.

"We need to talk to Alcide before we make a move. He has to accept role of pack master before we make him one." The old woman said, she took a final swig of her beer and frowned when it was empty.

"You're forgetting Carla, she needs to agree to this as well. We can't have an alpha with a mate. We need two alphas, male and female. The pack won't last long if his mate shows no interest." Red said, none of them really knew Carla well enough. They did know that she was strange, and that she had come from a background where she poorly taught herself everything she needed to know about being a wear. Half the time what she had taught herself was half-truths, and she often sat stunned when they talked about their species.

The idea of a woman knowing so little and being an alpha scared a few, but Red believed that she could learn over time. There was also the added bonus that she was a cop, and their idea was less than perfect. There would be lots of bumps on the road ahead. What was adding one more?

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