Chapter Seventy-Four – The Talk.
Rihanna’s POV
His legs will go first, then that stupid head, then I’d carve out his disgusting mouth from his head.
All of those will be burned in flames then the ashes will be thrown into a volcano.
These and more were what I envisioned when Chris spoke to me, even held my neck, and gave me a slight scar there.
Did I look like his submissive wife, Sasha?
I exhaled, letting the rage I felt diffuse to air and leave me but they remained. I threw the prison door opened and glared at the Lycan.
He was calm, lying on his face, it looked quite uncomfortable but he seemed fine. He raised his head to look at me.
“I don’t want to see your wolf. It reminds me of Chris’s and that was the last thing I needed so shift to human form.” I said.
After that, I threw the cloak I had on him and left the prison. He best listen to me or we’d be skipping the talking stage and get to the killing.
Outside the door, I heard bones cracking and bending. He was actually obedient.
“I’m ready to talk Rihanna.” I heard him say.
He had a deep voice, like he was in his thirties already. But of course, he would surely be much older than that.
I swung the door open and he did look like he was in his thirties. Scary enough, he looked very familiar. His darkened eyes were green.
What was with the moon goddess making all the men around me have green eyes? It was becoming infuriating.
This Lycan looked familiar because of the black hair and green eyes features like all the men I’ve met, only with a more manly touch.
“If you’re done checking me out, we can proceed to the talking.” He sounded annoyed.
I was annoyed. “Checking you out? You must be joking. The only thing I’m observing is the first place to hit you for hurting my brother.”
“Your brother?” He raised his brows.
Didn’t he know Ray was my brother? Of course, he might not. “Yes, the Beta who chased you down was my brother.”
“But you aren’t from his pack? How did that happen?” he sounded concerned.
I shook my head. “Long story.”
“Well, cut me slack for hurting him, I was only defending myself. Being transferred from one cage to another is demeaning.” He sighed.
“Oh.” I gasped, looking at the place we are in, a prison.
“No, don’t worry.” He sighed. “This prison has more space than the cages I’ve been in, it’s like a room. And you’d help me so I’m good.”
For weird reasons, he didn’t seem like he had murderous intent and reeked of pity instead.
But I wouldn’t be letting my guard down. I had witness him outrun an Alpha King and hurt a Beta. He might not be a piteous as he acted.
“So what do you need me for?” I asked the big question.
I came completely inside the prison, and locked the door. It was to prevent others from listening in.
“My health is failing.” He started. “I’m seen as a crazy Lycan King but due to my poor health, my pack actually tried to kill me.”
Why would they try to kill him if his health was already failing? “Go on.” I said, with a nod. “How exactly do I help you?”
“By saving me. I’m the last Lycan here and it’s unfair if I die. You saw how badly your barrier affected me, you can affect me…”
“How do I save you?” I interrupted his long talk.
“I need a piece of your energy, it’s the only thing that can heal me. I could die in months if nothing is done.” He muttered.
A piece of my energy? “Couldn’t anyone do that for you? Or only me?”
“You are a silver wolf, only you can. I don’t want trouble, I promise to leave and return to my loneliness. Just grant me this.” He pleaded.
I blinked after staring at him for too long. Well, that will be a problem. I knew nothing on transfer of energy. “Can I get your name?”
He cocked his head. “Logan.”
“Logan, I don’t know about transferring energy. And I need it as I’m about to break rank, is there any other way I could help?” I questioned.
His eyes fell and he grunted. “What rank are you breaking into? Aren’t you an Alpha?” he had a demeaning tone to the last question.
I folded my arms. Alpha or not, I still ran a pack. “I’m an Alpha, just not with rank yet. Is there no other way to help you?” I asked again.
He breathed out then whispered. “None.”
A weight was placed on my head at that point. I couldn’t give energy as it could heavily affect my training. “What do you think Lana?”
My wolf had been quiet for a while. I bet babysitting Beatrice’s son hadn’t gone well for her. “If we were to help, how’d we?”
I snapped my head at Logan. That was a good question. Was there even a way to take out my energy and put in him?
“If I’m helping, what technique is used for that energy transfer?”
Wearing the straightest face, he deadpanned. “Sorcery.”
My shoulders fell. He was serious? “You must think since Red Moon uses sorcery, all packs do, right?”
“That is the only way to help me live on.” he retorted. Your silver energy can heal me, only it.”
“What kind of practice is that? I never heard that we silver wolfs were medicine to Lycans. This is my first time!” it was becoming infuriating.
I lowered my voice. “And I would never partake in sorcery. If there’s another way I can help you, tell me. This is out of question.”
I made to leave, if there was no way he could get my help then I should let him die naturally but he growled, stopping me.
I turned to him, keeping my hands behind me. My claws shot out incase he’d try attacking.
“Didn’t you hear me? I won’t partake in sorcery so if there’s no other way to save you, prepare to die. Your former owner wants you to.” I said.
“I have no owner. I own myself. I assumed you’d understand since many packs didn’t think you should be Alpha but you’re like them.” He leered.
“What? How am I like them? I haven’t tried to sell or kill you!” I shouted.
“Yet. I know you were sent here to kill me, that’s the reason I ran out of Black Hills at first. But what use is it if I ran into one of his dogs.”
That was it! I brought out my hands from behind me. “I will so scar you that you won’t recognize your own face.”
“If it pleases you, do. After all, I have said you are like them.” He seethed, looking away. Slowly, he sat on the floor, breathing heavily.
I used my wolf vision to scan him and he didn’t look he had any health problems. The rupture he had was already healed.
And what kind of illness will an Alpha Lycan King have that will require sorcery and a silver wolf to heal? None of it sounded right to Lana.