He watched as his vampire colleagues slowly followed his command, and Wes and Charles terminated their spells. Peace and quiet descended around him.
Jude Beaumont nodded at him, then addressed the assembled. “In the name of the Werewolf Alliance, I command the Gallagher pack to kneel.”
“Lupinotuum Societatem,” the werewolves who’d arrived with Jude announced.
“What’s that mean?” Patrick whispered into his mic.
“It’s Latin,” Amaury said. “Means Werewolf Alliance.”
“Never!” came a yell from the crowd.
Patrick recognized instantly who it was: William Gallagher.
“You had no right to interfere in our business,” Gallagher accused Jude.
With the calmness and confidence of a man who knew he would win, Jude stepped closer to Gallagher.
“We do when a pack becomes a danger to all werewolves. You should have reined in your son when you had the chance. His death is on you.”
“You killed Cameron? You killed my son?” Gallagher yelled, lunging for Jude.
But two of Jude’s companions grabbed him, imprisoning his arms so he couldn’t lash out.
“I’m the Alpha of this pack!” he yelled, pure hate spewing from the older man’s eyes.
Jude ignored his outburst and turned to Patrick. “Take your people and leave. Never come back here.”
“What guarantee do I have that the Gallagher pack isn’t gonna retaliate?” Patrick asked.
“It’s not the Gallagher pack anymore,” Jude announced. “It’s the Beaumont pack. I’m their new Alpha. And we mean you no harm. In the name of the Werewolf Alliance, we vow it.”
“Lupinotuum Societatem,” his companions said in unison.
“And William Gallagher?” Patrick asked, furrowing his brow. “He’ll seek revenge.”
“William Gallagher isn’t your problem anymore. He’s mine.”
With a nod, and with Virginia’s help, Patrick rose to his feet with Fallon in his arms.
“Let’s go,” he ordered his colleagues. “Anybody killed?”
“No,” Amaury replied. “A few injuries, nothing serious.”
“Alright, Jude Beaumont,” Patrick said. “As long as this pack doesn’t cause any more trouble, we won’t have a reason to come back.”
“Understood.”
He locked eyes with Jude for a second. They would both keep their word. Now it was up to the Gallaghers to submit to their new Alpha.
43
Back at the barn where they’d left their vehicles, a surprise was waiting.
“Dad?” Patrick let out.
Samson stood in front of an ambulance that belonged to Scanguards. He hadn’t come alone. Maya was inside the ambulance, and Gabriel was already wheeling a gurney toward him. Fallon was still in his arms, but she was conscious. Acknowledging Gabriel with a nod, he placed Fallon on the gurney.
“Our doctor will take care of you now,” he assured her.