<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Cy’s hold on Vicky's arm kept him just grounded enough not to shift back and take care of the she-wolf himself. But he didn't trust himself not to do something rash, like rip the bitch to shreds before they ever figured out why she'd done what she did. No, better to leave it to Preston. Despite some of the rumors, there were reasons beyond the man being one of his closest friends that Cyrus had chosen him as his Beta. Someone needed a level head in their group when it mattered. Right then he and Vicky were in no state to be making rational decisions. And where the fuck was Jaymus!?<br/>
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Vicky forcing him to a stop drew a low growl from him. Any other time, he would've relented in the face of her fury. But this time he only nodded, muttering a barely audible, "Ok,” before he hauled her off her feet, slinging her over his shoulder before storming of to the pack doctor's office. <br/>
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The door of which slammed against the wall with a reverberating bang. The nurse on duty starting at the sudden bang, her eyes widening as she took in the pair, already rushing to get the doctor before Cy even opened his mouth. Setting Vicky on her feet, he deliberately avoided meeting her eyes. He knew she would make him pay sorely for what he’d done, but he'd take whatever she dished out after he knew she was okay.</span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><b>~~*~~</b></span>​</div><br/><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Back in the meeting room for the second time that day, Cy worked on pacing a hole in the floor behind his chair as they waited for word on what had become of the hostile she-wolf. And the longer they waited, the shorter the string on his patience dwindled.<br/>
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The Gamma’s entrance would be followed a few moments by one of his men who would burst in to let him know that the she-wolf had been detained.<br/>
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“<i>You</i>,” Cy snarled, his pacing coming to an abrupt halt at the sight of the Gamma, “where were you?” He rounded on the male wolf, hauling him up onto his hind legs by the scruff of his neck, “Remind me again what it was Ben found so special about you. Can’t even do your fucking job right. If you can’t handle it, I’ll find someone who can.”<br/>
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He knew Jaymus wasn’t to blame for what happened. Wasn’t even at fault for being temporarily absent. Because if any of them deserved a chance to relax and have a bit of fun, it was the Gamma. But Cyrus was in no sort of rational state to make that observation and act accordingly. He was livid, and for the moment, Jaymus presented an easy target to take part of it out on.</span>