The Alpha Train (Christina and Sebastian) novel Chapter 216

I grab three trays and head to my father’s old office. The door is closed and I’m about to knock before walking in when I hear Christian talking.

“You’ll get there, Shane. No one expects you to know everything today. I promise I won’t let you fail. We have a year and a half before you go to the Academy and after that, if you need me to stay on as a consultant or a mentor, I would be happy to do it.”

“It just … it all seems so overwhelming,” Shane says. Even through the door, I can hear how defeated he sounds.

“It’s going to feel overwhelming, probably for a while. You just lost your parents, your Beta was turning the pack against you, you and your sister are both underage, and now, we’re adding pack management to your already overwhelmed mind. Let’s take a break. Enya should be here soon with lunch anyway. After lunch, we’ll go spar, let you work out some frustrated energy and if you’re ready and able after dinner, we’ll come back to it. If not, we’ll run patrols. Then, we’ll sit and talk, like we did last night. Okay?” Christian says.

“I’m really glad you’re here,” Shane says, and I can hear the relief in his voice. “I don’t think … no, I know I couldn’t have done this without your support.”

“And you were smart enough to contact the Council for help. It takes a strong person, a strong Alpha, to recognize that they need help and to ask for it. I promise, I won’t let you fail,” Christian says, just as I feel him open up the mind link to me.

‘Hey, just wanted an approximate timeframe on lunch,‘ he says.

knock on the door. ‘It’s here.‘

“Perfect timing,” I hear him say. Rather than walking in, I wait for him to open the door, since I know my brother will want to collect himself before seeing me.

Christian opens the door and immediately takes the tray from my arms. “Something smells good,” he says, stepping aside to let me in.

“French dip sandwiches with bread made fresh by our omegas, and homemade chips,” I say.

“Ahh, my favorite,” Shane says, walking over. “Thanks, sis.”

“Nothing but the best for my favorite brother,” I tell him, making him chuckle.

Rather than putting me straight to work, Christian has the three of us sit at the table.

“So, I haven’t had a lot of time to talk to either of you casually like this. I thought we could take some time now to get to know each other. Tell me about yourselves,” he says.

“What do you want to know?” I ask him, frowning as I watch Shane bite into a quarter of the sandwich.

“What?” he asks with his mouth full of food.

I just shake my head at him and focus on my own food.

“What do you like to do in your spare time?” Christian asks.

“The part about it quieting her mind. Enya has been known to stay up half the night finishing a book then suffering for it during sparring practice the next day,” Shane says, grinning at me.

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