Aurielle walked past her mate into their house, still seething with rage and ranting in an indecipherable mix of Spanish and English. Darryl had given up trying to get her to settle down as it was becoming clear that wasn't helping and she needed to work through her rage.

"You heard Adam, he is dead." Darryl said in exasperation.

She let out a long breath.

"I know… it's just… look at the aftermath of what he did, or what he didn't do." She sighed "If those girls had been anywhere but New Orleans Jordan would still have her baby sister."

"We don't know that, love, there might not have been anything anyone could do for Jaquelin."

"I know… but at least she would have had a chance." Aurielle replied wiping tears from her eyes.

~*~

The next morning Adam met up with Alexis Martin. She was the doctor he had called about Jordan and she wanted to see her right away.

Jordan was shocked she would get seen so quickly after Adam found out the whole story but Alexis clarified that after she found out she had ended up on the edge of a levee ready to jump she felt there was no time to dawdle. Sure she understood she couldn't prescribe medication as it wouldn't work but there were other ways to deal with this situation.

~*~

Ben arrived at the house and was surprised to learn there had been a lot to their young omega's story that they had not initially been aware of. Many wolves wondered if Aspen Creek might have been a better place for her, but they would help her however they could either way.

Ben walked up to Adam, he could hear Jordan speaking to Alexis in French. That was another reason Adam chose Alexis over any other that he could find, she was bilingual like Jordan and spoke French along with English.

"How bad is it?"

"Jordan has seen some hell." Adam replied "Matthew was a neglectful bastard that deserved a more painful death than he got." Adam shook his head "She had to identify her sister's remains… her sister shouldn't have been allowed from pack central as bad as she was according to Jordan and Adrian, but Matthew didn't see thst."

Jordan stepped out and stopped short when she noticed Ben.

"Word of your sister is spreading so don't be surprised if you get a lot of support and sympathy from the pack." Adam advised her "This isn't like where you were before, we will take care of your needs."

"Thank you, Adam, I… I can't believe how much I feel through the pack bonds. The love and support… its overwhelming." She wiped her tears.

She went into another room to look into places to get her hair put into braids. She had been wanting to do that for a while as well but her sister's death had put a lot on hold.

~*~

Ben let a growl escape and as much as Adam agreed with the sentiment behind it he couldn't let it continue.

"Ben there is nothing you can do now, he is dead." Adam reminded Ben.

Ben took a breath.

"I know… it's just…" Ben shook his head.

"I know…"

Ben followed Jordan into the next room . He was intrigued by her, he had only met one other omega werewolf and in truth that had only been in passing and he was truly terrified of her mate.

"Can I help ya?" she asked not looking up from her iPhone.

"Just wanted to talk to you." He replied.

"I can't find a salon that can do my hair the way I want it."

"You'll find one." He replied "So what job are you interviewing for?"

"Barista at a little coffee shop in Findley." She replied. "I took a job as a barista in New Orleans French Quarter to offset the cost of getting a bachelor's degree in Psychology at Louisiana State University." She sighed "I was just starting my masters when we were changed." She looked away from her phone.

"I took an emergency sabbatical after that and… I'm just now getting ready to start back and… and I'm extremely nervous about it."

"Don't stress too much over it, you'll find your way pretty quick."

She sighed "You're right but… I… it's hard to think… I just go back to the same question. If Matthew had actually listened to me would Jaquelin still be alive?"

"I can't begin to answer that one, none of us can and… and there is a good chance that question will haunt you and the new alpha in New Orleans for who knows how long." Ben hugged her. Werewolves craved touch more than regular humans and he knew she would see it as the comforting gesture he intended it to be.

"Ben…"

She hid her face in the hollow of his shoulder. The past few months had just been far too much for her but here she felt safe and in that safety she couldn't keep her tears at bay.

Ben didn't know what to say in the situation so he just held her and let her get it all out.

~*~

Adam watched from a distance. Ben had recently been trying to shed his misogynistic views on women and had to admit he had come quite a long way but he still had a way to go. He figured Jordan would be able to help him better himself.

Jordan found a salon and Kyle volunteered to give her a ride.

"I never did cornrows before now but… I feel like… like I need to reinvent myself… do stuff I've never done before." She admitted to him as they walked into the salon.

"My name is Jordan Devereaux, I have an appointment." She said to the receptionist who greeted her with a warm smile.

The atmosphere was shockingly high end for what Jordan expected from a salon specializing in hair braiding. Back home braiding salons didn't put on being this high end and she liked the feeling of it being a luxurious treat. Truth was she wasn't paying for it. When she had talked about doing this in front of Warren and his partner, Kyle, the latter offered to pay for it for her as his welcome gift. Truth be told she'd be spoilt more in the coming days.

"Welcome Miss Devereaux, have a seat and your stylist will be with you shortly."

Jordan sat and began to look through style books when the smell of fresh espresso caught her attention.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry I forgot to mention that you and your friend are more than welcome to a coffee drink form the coffee bar on us."

Jordan didn't notice it when she first arrived but there was a bar with a pleasant looking woman standing behind it waiting to take their orders and make their coffee. It held all the equipment necessary for espresso based beverages and drip coffee.

"Can I get a Cappuccino please?"

"Of course." The lady's bright espresso eyes sparkled with life and a love of service.

"Thank you"

Jordan got her drink and went back to her seat to wait. Her drink choice wasn't by accident she had come to the conclusion that of a barista couldn't make a Cappuccino they had no hope of making anything else. This one wasn't the best she had ever had, but it was really good she would test her skills with something more challenging the next time.

The stylist approached and introduced herself with a smile.

In the end Jordan got a style that had gentle waves to the cornrows that ended just past her ears, the rest was loose to be put into a ponytail, bun or whatever else she desired when in a food service position where it had to be secured.

They arrived back at Adam's house and she had another therapy session. She was beginning to sort the feelings her old pack had left her with but it was going to take time.

Meanwhile Adam was making arrangements to have someone come teach her to use her unique omega abilities. He had originally hoped Anna would come but for reasons the Marrok didn't feel the need to disclose, and he decided it was in his best interests not to ask about, she was indisposed leaving the more volatile Asil to do the job. He wasn't an omega but he had for centuries been mated to one and that was the best they could do at the time.

~*~

Monday came and Jordan wasn't sure how she was going to get to her interview. She had asked Adam and he told her not to worry about it but not much else. She was getting stressed and Adam finally decided to show her how she was getting to her interview a few hours before she had to be there. He walked her outside with her eyes covered.

"Adam… I don't understand… what…"

"You'll see…" he said simply.

Adam pulled the blindfold.

Jordan gasped in shock.

To Be Continued…