November 12th

"Good morning. You all know why you are here," Leo began, addressing the crowd of agitated looking parents in front of us.

They were the people of invaded packs. Those that had lost their sons to the building we now stood in front of as it's gates and doors were opened wide, all the locks removed and the guards standing at ease.

"And I ask that you have patience. There are no files on the children so pairing the correct parents with the correct infant may be a complicated process. Inside the camp, we have organised the wards into different age categories. If you could please gather around the sign indicating the age of your infant, you will be escorted by one of my men to the correct area. It will then be down to you to locate your son."

Shortly after Leo's instructions, everybody flooded into the camp and divided off into the different wards. I followed Leo into the ward holding the youngest children and watched the joy on parents' faces when they looked into a crib and found their child.

Leo wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed my head.

"They smile because of you, Ells," he said, "You've got a huge fucking heart and you don't give up when it comes to something you care about. You know that right?"

I nodded, "I've been telling you right from the start that I don't stand for injustice. Now do you believe me?"

"I certainly know not to underestimate you," he said.

"Thank you Alpha," another Mother said as she headed for the door, freshly reunited with the tiny thing in her arms. "Thank you Luna."

Leo nodded and I smiled before she was on her way, quickly walking down the hallway like she didn't want her son spending a second longer in this place.

As the wards began to empty, I walked around the cribs. There was a few still occupied. But then a few mothers and fathers still lingered. All hope wasn't lost yet.

Then I came across number 734. The little baby boy I'd met weeks ago when Allison and I broke in.

I picked him up and gently stroked his dark curls, "There is hope yet, little one."

"That one is an orphan," Leo said from behind me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I killed his parents myself," he replied in a surprisingly cold tone.

"What?" I asked. "Why?"

"He's the son of an Alpha and his father betrayed me...so I killed him," he said with a shrug.

"And his mother?" I asked in disbelief.

"She was in the way," Leo added.

"Do you feel any remorse?" I questioned. "This child is suffering because of you."

"Maybe I would if they had been innocent. But his parents' chose to try and lie to me whilst working for one of my enemies," Leo corrected. "I don't take treachery lightly."

"Then we must find new parents for this boy," I replied.

"No," he said. "The orphans stay here and will be trained as planned."

I looked up at him, "Are you serious?"

"Yes," he replied, "But now we have significantly reduced numbers, they will have better care. It's okay."

"It's not okay," I said, "This isn't a place for any child to grow up in."

"Unfortunately, you didn't include any conditions about orphans in your promise to the pack."

He then smiled sarcastically, "I thought we had put that behind us but you're clearly still bitter."

"It's like when you put tomato soup in Tupperware. You can clean it as much as you like but they'll always be an orange tinge to it. In the same way, I will always hold this against you."

I looked at him completely confused about where he had pulled that surprisingly clever simile from.

"You could at least give them names," I snapped.

Leo rolled his eyes, "Whatever....Jeff."

"Fuck you," I hissed. "Do you have to be so cold?"

"You're never satisfied are you?" he asked, "Shall I just give up my Alpha title and move to fucking Japan? Would you be happy then?"

"Probably," I said, "Japan looks like a lovely place with a rich culture, delicious food oh and NO FUCKING CONCENTRATION CAMPS."

"Put the kid down, we're leaving," he said deeply.

"Just when I was starting to think you were changing."

"When are you going to get it into your head that I don't have any plan to change, Ella?" he hissed, "I did this because you made me. Now put the child down."

I slowly lowered the child back into the crib and I had chance to smile at him once before Leo grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

"We should go baby shopping," he said as we walked out of the ward.

I glared up at him, "I do not want to go baby shopping right now."

"Why not?" he asked innocently.

"Because I'm mad at you for your treatment of children. The last thing I want to think about is the fact that I am pregnant with a child you father," I hissed.

"I have just send a hundred of them home to their families," Leo said with a sigh, "Give is a rest."

He did have a point. Maybe baby steps were the way to go with him here.

I wasn't going to take back my words but I knew arguing with him more was gonna do nothing to change anything. I had to be smarter than that.

So instead, I let him lead me to his car.

Editing taking place 09/06/20 00:58 am. Sorry for any confusion with the plot. BRB

"Are we going home then?" I asked as he started the ignition.

"No," he replied, "As I said, we're going shopping."

"I would prefer if we did it another day," I said calmly.

"I have free time now so we are going now," he replied, "Why let a minor disagreement get in the way ay?"

He then put his hand on my leg. I smacked it off and he placed it back on the steering wheel with an amused smile on his face.

"Why are you being such a dick today?" I asked seriously.

"sshhh, don't use such vulgar language in front of the baby!" Leo replied.

There was silence for a few moments.

"I want to go home," I said.

"We aren't going home," he replied.

"Who gave you the power to dictate what we do?"

He scoffed.

"I'm driving," he said. "...amongst other reasons..."

"Then let me drive," I replied, ignoring the secondary comment.

"Can you drive?" He asked genuinely.

"Yes," I lied.

"Fine. If you can drive us back to the house we won't go," Leo said stopping the car. We were on a quiet forest track and so far hadn't past any other cars.

"Fine," I said.

How hard can it be?

"Fine," Leo replied getting out of the car as I did the same. We both walked around to the opposite side and Leo tossed me the keys as we passed in a deliberately challenging manner. I managed to catch them anyway and gave him a sarcastic smile before climbing into the driver's seat.

Problem one: can't reach the pedals.

"How do I move the seat in?" I said looking for some kind of lever. Leo reached over me and pulled something on the side of the seat before pushing it in as far as it would go.

Problem two: where do the keys go?

"So where do I put the keys?" I asked looking on the side of the steering wheel. "You know because every car is different and all," I said. He took the keys out of my hands and plugged them into a socket on the left of the wheel all with a bored expression on his face.

Problem three: I don't know how to drive.

What made you think this was a good idea again? I asked myself.

I need to concentrate. But on what exactly? I don't even know how to start it. I guess I will just have to use my initiative.

"Peddle on the right is the accelerator, the left is the clutch and the middle is the break. You know because every car is different," Leo said after a few moments.

"I knew that," I said.

From what I could remember from when Connor was learning to drive, you have to put your foot on the clutch and your other on the accelerator and slowly lift it up or something?

I did exactly that and the car lurched forward, but the wheels didn't move.

"Hand break," Leo said monotonously.

"Easy to forget. It's been a while," I said before pulling the hand break up and trying again. This time the car slowly rolled forwards.

"If you wanna go home you should probably turn around," Leo said.

He's got a point. Turn the frickin car, Ella.

I gripped the steering wheel and twisted maybe a little too much. I panicked and tried to slam down the break, but instead hit the accelerator. The car immediately spun around and went straight off the track. Leo grabbed the wheel so that we narrowly avoided a tree before he yanked up the handbrake.

"Yeah I've never had a driving lesson in my life," I said admitting defeat.

"Shocker," he remarked. "Get out and let me drive. Before you kill us both."

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