I wake up to a shifting below me. I open my eyes slowly, and I see Octavius' sleeping form curled around me like a koala. I gaze down at him, as he holds me around my stomach, his face pressed against the flat surface of my torso. My tank top had ridden up far, and his stubbled cheek scratches gently over the bare skin. I reach my hand down, and run my fingers through his soft hair, and he purrs. He blinks his eyes open, his long eyelashes fluttering against his cheekbones.

"Morning." He whispers, and I shiver at his husky, rough voice. "I could get used to waking up like this." He mutters against my stomach.

I just smile down at him, and he places a soft kiss against me, and lays his chin on my skin, so I can see his whole face. God, he looks so sexy. His hair is tousled, strewed in every direction and his eyes are squinted with sleep.

"Me too." I whisper and lift myself up to my elbows, so I can see him better. He tightens his hold on my stomach, cuddling into me, and I giggle as he tickles me gently.

"Alessandra?" He asks lightly.

"Yea-" I am interrupted by the door slamming open and Klaude saunters in.

"Goooood morning- Oh god." He shouts, covering his eyes with one hand, while still peeking through his long fingers. "At least put a sock on the door, Tavi!"

"How the hell do you keep getting in my wing?" Octavius sits up, and rubs his eyes.

"Get used to it, cuz." He smirks, and throws Octavius a shirt, and for the first time I realize that he had been shirtless. I flush.

"Nice stomach, Ale." Klaude quips, and I quickly pull my tank top down, and cover myself with the comforter.

"Watch it, Klaude. Still haven't forgiven you from yesterday." He pulls the shirt over his head, and fixes his bed head slightly, but only served to make it messier.

Klaude just laughs loudly, placing a hand on his stomach. "Oh, Tavi, you never fail in making me laugh, ho ho."

Octavius just rolls his eyes, and gets up from the bed, shuffling towards the bathroom.

"Klaude, be gone when I get out, or I'm gonna make you laugh so hard your spleen actually bursts." He threatens and shuts the door behind him.

Klaude just shrugs, and plops himself down at the foot of the bed.

"So, Ale." He rests his chin on his fists. "Did you and Octavius have fun? Shall I be expecting grandchildren soon?"

"Klaude?" I say, leaning in.

"Yes?"

"GET OUT!" I snap, and push him off my bed.

"Alright, alright." He scrambles up and brushes off his shoulders defiantly. "God, so rude." He hisses, mockingly, as he sashays out of the room.

I fall back on the bed, giggling and the bathroom door opens, and a freshly showered Octavius steps into the room. With only a towel wrapped around his waist. I squeak, and disappear under the covers, covering my face with the soft material.

"I don't mind if you stare." I can practically hear him smirk as I hear the closet open and shut and the shuffle of clothing being put on.

"You can come out now, Alessandra, I'm dressed."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

I peek out from my hiding place and exhale a sigh of relief. I throw the covers off but I have no idea what to wear.

"Phoebe picked you up some clothes. They're in your room."

I freeze, and realize for the first time that I am in Octavius' room. No wonder everything smelled like him. I gaze around, at the grey walls, and the plush black carpet under my feet. The walls are bare except for a few paintings and empty frames, just begging to be filled with new art.

"Alessandra?" I am broken from my observation and realize I am still standing there in a tank top and sweats, my hair probably a mess.

"Oh right." I mutter, and head for the door.

"Wait," I hear, and turn, and I am met with a far too quick kiss from Octavius. I blush a deep red, and cover my cheeks with my hands.

"Okay, now you can go get dressed." He smirks, and disappears into the bathroom again. I am still blushing when I enter my room, and find yet another garment bag on my bed. I unzip it and find another set of undergarments, a pair of leggings and a soft white button up blouse. I hold the blouse up to my face and smile, the fabric so incredibly comfortable. I throw the clothing on as well as a pair of long socks and boots, and exit my room.

I walk towards the foyer of the wing and find Octavius waiting, dressed in a tight maroon shirt and jeans. He looks so unbelievably delicious.

"Kane called for a meeting in five minutes." He states and I frown, at the horrid man's name, and at the thought of not seeing Octavius for another few hours. "...and he wants you to be there too."

"What." I gape at him, my hands on my hips.

"Yeah," He scratches the back of his head. "He said it was urgent."

I sigh, and breath deeply. "Fine. But don't get mad if I either punch him or storm out."

"Don't worry," he smiles. "He does anything to you I'll be the first one to knock him out."

"Alright, let's go." He grabs my hand in his and leads me to the meeting room.

We enter the room, and seven chairs around the long table swivel and face us. I freeze, staring at a group of older and very malevolent looking men. I let go out Octavius' hand when they begin to stare and he looks down at me concerned. I just shake my head and he steps farther into the room, his face setting to a business like expression. He is in alpha-mode.

"Alpha." All the men stand up once Octavius reaches the closest head of the table, and he nods at them, and they seat themselves again, and their gaze turns to me, still standing.

Octavius motions to the seat to his right and I sit, and have to adjust the seat because it is far too short, so my chest barely reaches the table. Some of the men snicker and I bow my head, slightly embarrassed. Octavius clears his throat and everyone looks up, their focus on him.

"Kane, you called this meeting?" He asks, and I shift my focus to the other head of the table, where the son of a bitch sits, the top of his hairy chest showing under his pin-stripe suit. He looks like a wannabe gangster, trying to look decades younger.

He grins evilly at me. "Yes, and I invited your, lovely mate to accompany you. I believe this information will be of some interest to her." I shiver at his smile, and stare back at him, not backing down.

"Well then explain." Octavius demands, and Kane switches back to him.

"Of course, Alpha." His voice drips with false reverence. He stands from his chair, and I can see signs of his gut in the contours of his suit.

"Damien, bring them in." The door opens, and we all turn to look. I gasp when I see who walks in.

It's my cousins, Tyler and Benjamin, who are just a year younger than me, my oldest childhood friends, as they're sons of Aunt May. They both zero on me as soon as they enter, and Tyler lets out a sigh of relief. To my horror, they are covered in cuts and bruises, Benjamin sporting an extremely swollen black eye, and Tyler's lip is cut and puffy.

"Alessandra-" He says, and moves to come towards me.

"Silence!" Damien shouts, and strikes Tyler on the back of the head. He groans and moves back next to Benjamin.

I stand, my chair flying back behind me, and falling to the ground.

"What the hell is going on?" I demand, my anger rising dangerously.

"Well, you see," Kane's voice is filled with villainous glee, as he walks around the table and stands across from where I am, his hands clutched in front of him. "These two, omegas, decided to try to lead a revolt against the guards of the tombs."

"Damn right we did!" Benjamin shouts before being struck by Damien.

"Stop!" I shout at Damien, but stay where I am. I know what these men are capable of and Damien would kill them without a second thought.

Damien just smirks at me. "I am under Kane's instructions to detain this omegas." He spits at Tyler and Benjamin, and they cringe.

"As I was saying," Kane continues, moving closer to Tyler and Benjamin. "These two, rats, decided to break from the tombs and attempt to attack the guards. I believe we should punish these two, to set an example for their fellow soldiers."

I am silent, waiting for him to continue. Kane is the image of a villain, boasting of his crimes before he commits another.

"I suggest the highest of punishments for this highest of treason. These two have been declared omegas, and are to be sentenced to on the next full moon."

My mind is a cloud of screams and terror. I can hear my heart in my ears, and my cheeks glowing with red fury.

"What?" I shout, and I can feel my claws appear, cutting into my palms in my clenched fists. I look to Octavius, who just looks at his feet, silent.

Oh god, he knew. My fury grows, and soon I am in front of Kane, and I can smell his putrid cologne.

"You touch them, you harm another hair on their head, and I will destroy you." my voice is dangerously soft, hissing at him as he just sneers down at me.

"Oh, little girl, it has already been decided!" He almost cackles. "You're mate, I'm sorry, the Alpha has to follow law and policy, there is no deliberation." I whirl to face Octavius, my worst fears confirmed.

"Octavius." I whisper, his betrayal heavy on my heart.

"It's the law, Alessandra." His voice is flat and devoid of emotion. "I have to do what is safest for my pack."

"So what was all that 'they are Blood Moon now' bullshit?!" I am screaming now, and he stands from his seat, his eyes beginning to glow.

"Alessandra, they broke a law. This is what happens. They knew exactly what they were doing." I gape at him, and I can't breath.

"They are my family! They are my blood!" I shout, and turn back to Kane. "You will not touch them, you will release them immediately."

He just laughs and turns to another guard to the side of Damien. "Grayson, take her to her chambers, she is in hysterics." Grayson comes towards me, his hand grasping my arm.

I look to Octavius for help, begging for some sort of reaction from him. His face is stone cold, his jaw clenched, and his eyes down and away from me, reigning in his temper.

"Some alpha you are, Octavius!" I spit towards him, my mouth shooting out curses before I can think clearly. Tears are streaming from my eyes, and I feel them burning salt down my skin.

"You kill them, and you are dead to me!" I scream at him, my voice hoarse and broken, as I am pulled from the door kicking and screaming. The door is slammed in front of me, and all I can hear is the laughter of Kane and Damien, and I see the floor coming nearer, as black envelopes my vision.