Betrayed from Birth – Alpha’s Unvalued Daughter
Betrayed from Birth – Alpha’s Unvalued Daughter Chapter 96

Raven's POV

A little over the 10-year mark at Black Adder

I have a love-hate relationship with our minibus. It was a necessity now, but Goddess knows how much I miss driving my SUV. The only upside to the minibus is that all of us can travel together, as a family because there are 15 seats in it, and frankly we need them now. Justin got his wish, as his prayers were answered for more children. The Goddess decided to bless us with 2 more babies, twins, a boy, and a girl. I am done now with having babies, I have already warned Justin to please stop praying for any more children. I reminded him that we will get more babies when our children grow up and give them to us. He was disappointed as he loves all of our children, and just wanted a "few more". I just reminded him that we could just keep practicing to make them, only with me taking precautions to not get pregnant again. He was fine with that suggestion and was absolutely fine with all the practicing that I wanted to do.

Our youngest children, Julie, and James were 4 and a half now. They were twins too, and both Brandon and Justin were so happy when they found out that we were having twins again. Julie was Justin's baby and was so similar to him in so many ways. She had his easygoing temperament and attitude, everything rolled off of her, but she had none of his features. She looked exactly like me. It made both Brandon and Justin both dote on her from the moment she was born. My dad thought she hung the moon, as he had missed seeing me growing up, and felt like this was the Goddess giving him a chance at getting to see how I looked as a child back then. I am working hard to keep her from being spoiled, as it could go there quickly because she has everyone wrapped around her finger. It took her longer to start talking because all she had to do was point, and either her siblings or one of her fathers were rushing off to go get it for her. We all have to work hard to make sure that all the children know that they are loved. No one is more valued than the next, and I cannot imagine my life without any of them.

Stella calls her "pint-sized" referring to her as my miniature version. Everyone else calls her Jules, as that was the nickname that Justin came up with one day, and it stuck. Justin had said, "She is more precious to me than jewels", and he decided the nickname was perfect for her. Everyone agreed, and the name had been stuck ever since. Her brother James is my little sweetheart. He has Brandon's dark brown hair and green eyes, and he is just a cuddle bear. I guess knowing that these were the last of our children, I cherished the time with them even more than I normally did. It took me years to come to grips with the knowledge that we might not get out of this with no deaths on our side. I prefer to think that the Goddess herself stepped in to warn us, to prevent us from not being able to protect ourselves. That she did that to help save her descendants. At just ten years into this whole thing, we are a very strong, and very protected pack. Brandon and Justin have spent the last 5 years continuing to train the children. Actually all of the children in our pack, and going over to dad's pack to help them train as well.

That is where we were going today. All of the children were excited about it, as my dad and Carter had taken what we had done, and enhanced upon the idea. Adding to it, and making their course into two full courses, for their children to train on. They also duplicated it for the adults as well, for them to get stronger and have fun doing it. That is where we are going today, Carter was having a birthday party for his oldest son, Lucas. He is turning 10 today, and all of the children are so excited about getting to go and visit and have a party. They have added a few things to their obstacle course, and all of the older kids were chomping at the bit to go there and try it out. Our boys were already making bets on who will do the best on the course. Jax was very confident and had already claimed that he would complete it first.

"How can you say that when you know that Lucas lives there, and probably uses it daily?" Dex asked him.

Jax shrugged and said, "I just think I can do it quickly" before looking back down at his tablet as he watched a video of some new moves in a video that Justin had sent him.

Jax had always been confident, but he doesn't brag about himself. He knows that all we expect from him is for him to try his best in whatever he attempts. We do not have to get onto him, he is a machine when training. He is focused, takes instruction, and is very watchful for an opening while he is sparring with someone else. I sometimes worry that he is too serious about training, but he plays very well with his younger brothers and is so protective of his sisters. I couldn't have picked out a better heir to the pack. He gets the best of both worlds. He is calmer than Brandon is, and I know that is all of Justin's work with him. Justin has taught Jax how to stay calm in tough situations, to be able to read the room and to think before he speaks. But I know that to his core, he is this way because of the Moon Goddess. He is going to be such a great Alpha. He is effortless in knowing what is important, and what can wait, even at 10 years old. I realized now, the value of Justin, the Goddess knew. She knew what we needed before we did. Even Brandon will tell you how invaluable he thinks Justin is to our family.

I glanced around from my spot on the side of the minibus. All of our oldest children are back there on the last row of four seats. The next row was 2 seats on one side of the aisle, with Justin in the lone seat across from them. Sasha and Emersyn are side by side reading books and occasionally stopping to read out a funny paragraph to each other. I am glad that they too enjoyed reading, just like me. The boys are all on their tablets in the last row, and they get along so well. Jax always gets on first, and the twins are next to him, and Dex is sitting on the other end. Justin is in the lone seat in front of Dex, just in case of an emergency. We worry about the children, so he sits there in case someone tries to come in the back door of the minibus when we are stopped at a light or something. The next row was the youngest Jules, and James, with me sitting in the lone chair across the aisle from them. We have two drivers that are always with us in the front two seats. They are both warriors, and one of them is always on the lookout for any problems, while the other drives.

Brandon is in the front row on his laptop, working. As the Alpha, he is always working so hard for us. The kid's extra clothes are packed and laying in a duffle bag lying on the floor behind the driver. That way they can shower and change after the course. I packed our extra clothes in that bag too, as I knew that we were competitive enough to want to run their adult course while we were there. The second duffle bag had extra shoes for us all in there. Justin likes the boys to be able to sit together, and he is close enough to be able to get the back door open, if Jax can't, in case of emergency. The guys are always thinking of situations where we could be attacked. It was why Brandon likes to sit right there at the sliding door, so if we get stopped he will be the first thing they encounter when the door opens. Brandon, Justin, the warriors, and I are all armed. We always are when we leave pack grounds. We are taking no chances at all on getting ambushed. We all carry the same caliber, and type of weapon, a .45. That way the extra magazines under the passenger seat can be used by us all. All of our children knew how to reload the magazine, so if needed, the older boys can get us reloaded quickly as they stayed down.

That is another thing that is happening today. The three oldest, are getting their first real training with guns today. We had said that we were going to let them wait until they were 10 years old to do it, and both Lucas and Jax were 10. It was just going to be them, but Justin and Brandon both feel like at nine and a half, if Liam and Chase wanted to participate today, they are going to let them. The oldest twins are very mature and do very well with instruction. Plus all of our oldest have been with us out on our range, and already have knowledge of the guns, and most importantly, gun safety. I just feel bad because Dex is nine now, and I know that he will be so jealous of them getting to participate in it. It will also allow Giovanni to train as well as he is over 9 years old. As he is just a month younger than Liam and Chase, so we will see when we get there.

I remember when I was growing up how I didn't get to participate in anything, even our birthday parties. It was a hard pill to swallow watching out my window as everyone celebrated Reagan's birth, but not mine. I still remember how that made me feel. Even at 28 years old, I can still feel the anger, frustration, and sadness that I was just not enough to be valued back then. It was all a lie. I know that my life would have been completely different if Graham and Cassandra had just done what they should have done in the first place. Return me to my father. There was no point in keeping me, other than a big "F you" to my dad. Everything would have been different if they had, but I really could not imagine my life being different than how it has been for the last 10 years. I am blissfully happy now. I have great mates and great pups. I love them all, and I know without a doubt that I would gladly sign up for all of it, all over again, for it to turn out this way.

I know that Justin felt my sadness and he reaches up and rubs my arm, as I am sitting right in front of him. We are in optimal seating to stop anyone from getting to the children. They would have a hell of a fight on their hands to even try it. I am very protective of my babies, and I will fight anyone who wants to hurt them to death. Brandon turned as he had felt it too, and turned to reach back and hold my hand and asked, "Are you OK?" I nodded to him, and Justin pulled his arm back when Brandon did. The ride to Blood Walker was quick. I did love how these seats were large and could even support all the boys when they get older on these trips. Jax looks like he is 12 years old, just based on his physical size and his maturity. His innocent face prevented him from seeming like he was that old.

The minibus served a great purpose though, it was higher so with walking on the aisle, you had 74" of headroom. That was good for me and the children. But since that was only 6'2", Justin, Brandon, and the two warriors had to bend over if they had to walk down the aisle. Brandon liked how strong it was with the strong construction, and Justin liked the bucket seats. I picked the color black, just like my SUV, and had the windows darkly tinted so no one knew who was inside the minibus. I wanted to protect the children as best I could. The only downside to the minibus was I felt like we looked like we were about to go out on tour as a singing family in it. I joked about it, but with 8 children now, there was no other way around it. I refused for us to buy an RV or something that large to travel with, as it would be hard to outrun anyone in it. They are cumbersome and heavy, and even though they do serve a purpose, we all agreed that this minibus was the route to go on it.

I looked around at all my blessings, I really enjoy being a mother so much. I cannot imagine my life without them. They are all different from each other, in temperament, humor, and abilities. I am glad that the guys really don't see any of them as mine or yours, they see them as ours. I couldn't have asked for more from either one of them. They both love and take care of the children. They both train them, teach them, and encourage them. They have special one-on-one time with them and a daddy day, where they let the child pick out something special to do. It has really worked out well. They love getting a special time alone with their dad for the day. Both Brandon and Justin both have a little vase, and all 8 of the children wrote their names down on a slip of paper. Once they have picked all the names from inside the vase, then they put all the names back in it to draw again and start over again. We do this each month, the children understand that even though Brandon is super busy, he still makes time for them, because they are important to him.

They guys also make sure that I know that I am important to them too. We have finally gotten it all figured out in the last 5 years. We know that things can only get better from here, and I am still hoping that we can discover where the threat will be coming from before they attack us. Dad, Brandon, Justin, and former Beta Timothy are all still working on it every single week. One day someone will come forward, I know it. The reward is now sitting at a million dollars to whoever can let us know where they are hiding. That is a great deal of money for someone. It is only a matter of time before we find out who has been hiding them. The council is furious, as they know, just as well as we do, that they are not hiding in the human world. They have done some "drop-ins" on some of the packs that they suspected they were in with no success at finding them so far.

They have a total of five packs on a list of possibilities. All because of how their pack is set up, and because of the level of difficulty in actually entering these packs with no notice. The council is supposed to be granted immediate access, and yet all five of the packs have made them wait at the gate. Sometimes up to 10 minutes to enter. Each of these packs has suddenly been able to grow its packland, with no explanation of how they got the funds to do it. Plus three of the packs, have buildings that had been built on their land. Buildings that do not fit in with the rest of the landscape, at least not with the packhouse. All with no explanation of who lives in the house, and no tour of the house. My father and council member Emerson both believe that it could be narrowed down to these three packs. My father wanted to send some spies in, but with how these packs are, it could be a death sentence for the warrior sent to go there. Especially if they get recognized as being a member of, or having been sent in as a spy by Blood Walker. Dad and council member Emerson think that it would be best to just keep an eye out for now. We will focus on these three packs in particular. We still have time, and I am sure that council member Emerson is correct. Those nice homes being built in the middle of log cabins are like a beacon for our attention. Graham and Cassandra would not want to live without what they considered to be creature comforts.

I look out the window as we near Blood Walker and pray again that this will be over soon. I just cannot lose any of my precious pups in this war. A war that as far as I am concerned should never be happening. There is something twisted in their head for them to consider women to be secondary, and not important. The fact that they would willingly wipe out other species, for no reason, other than thinking that they are more important than the other species is crazy. Why they would be singling us out? Out of ALL of the other packs lets me know that Graham, Reagan, and Silas all have a hand in this. I know that Graham and Reagan hate me, but for them to want to hurt me, for something that I never had any control of is also crazy. Graham started this whole thing. I carried no blame for any of it, it was always them attacking me, the whole time. I wonder just how crazy you have to be to do something like that. To carry irrational anger at someone that was an innocent victim themselves? All because Reagan wanted what the Goddess gave to me, instead of being happy with who the Goddess gave to her. Clearly, Graham and Reagan have gotten worse in their delusional vendetta against me, I do not look forward to seeing either one of them again.