Guilt

Book:You Rejected A Silver Wolf Published:2024-5-31

Chapter Hundred-Three – Guilt
Jaden’s POV
I understood my father when he said having a mate who was an Alpha was the hardest thing for any wolf.
Aside the benefits, like honor and pride she had, the realization that she had to be at the forefront in all battles, without you, was killing.
Then you’d have to watch her, after she returned successful with an injured side.
Or nurse her, after she returned unsuccessfully, with a broken morale.
A thousand thoughts came to mind as I gazed down at Rihanna, sleeping even in the morning. Yester night was hectic for her.
I couldn’t bear to leave. At the same time, I blamed myself for being late to the call.
I planned to stop at her pack to inform her Logan didn’t drop by again, thereby delaying on Chris’s orders to go to Blue Fire Pack.
I was also not aware she was given orders to go to Blue Bloom, but she had to be at Blue Fire as Logan was already there.
When we met her, my wolf was torn between chasing Logan or sending her for treatment.
I had to let the Lycan go to save her, I hoped she’d not be offended by that.
Beatrice walked into the room and froze on seeing me.
“Alpha Jaden, you stayed the night? Here?” she raised a brow.
“Yes,” I admitted. “I had felt guilty for arriving late. How’re the warriors? And the Blue Bloom Alpha?”
She shrugged. “Alive but he wished he wasn’t. His sister didn’t make it.”
Of course she wouldn’t, her throat was slit, her head was almost off her neck. Logan killed her gruesomely.
My stomach churned as I remembered the sight. Logan must have entered a rank that made his wolf had blood thirst.
But I didn’t understand how.
At first, he claimed to only need help for some fake illness weeks back, now he was causing chaos with all the packs?
This was more than getting the Silver Wolf’s attention. He didn’t want her to help him but he wanted to kill her.
And unless he was deranged, there’s no other explanation I can think of. He increased rank to a beast form, meaning he had no good intentions.
“And Blue Fire? I heard your Alpha arrived before he made much damage.” I asked Beatrice before she walked out of the room.
She frowned for a while, I knew it wasn’t to me, she looked up again. “Yes, she was right about the Lycan heading there, I didn’t listen.”
She sighed. “But she stopped the tragedy from happening. And thank you too, you stopped whatever tragedy that’d have happened to her.”
Did I? I gazed at my mate again. Maybe I only stopped death but not the pain she was in. I nodded to Beatrice and she left.
I stepped closer to Rihanna, and scanned her with my wolf’s vision to be sure her injuries were healed. They were.
A sigh of relief left my lips and I left the room as well. A part of me felt I was annoying her with my presence.
The look she gave me when I had arrived, literally spelt. “Bastard, you were late and all these wolfs had to die.” It was haunting.
I heard some steps downstairs that made me slow down how fast I walked down the stairs.
“My sister is here? Then what was that Lycan talking about?” it was Ray’s voice.
I leaned on the wall, trying to get more information. Did he meet the Lycan?
“Alpha Rihanna was brought back to Silver Pack by Alpha Jaden, he was the one sent to Blue Fire.” Beatrice explained.
Ray scoffed. “Then the Lycan was bluffing? He deserved what my Alpha did to him. Too bad he got away. We met him around Red Moon.”
“You met him? Then why did he get away?” Beatrice raised her voice.
“Don’t mind Edwin, he claimed he saw a demon. A small demon. I can’t with that guy. Anyway, I’d go see my sister.” Ray advanced up the stairs.
He met me, and he patted my shoulders before moving up again, saying no word to me.
That was new. Not even a “thank you” like last time. I mean, I’d don’t need it, she’s my mate. But he didn’t know that, so didn’t need to be entitled.
Beatrice punched on the wall, and I ran down to meet her. “Easy girl, the wall did nothing to you, Logan did.”
She exhaled, folding her arms. “Well, till I get him, the walls will be receiving my punches! That Lycan even used my son!”
I went back before she’d use her hands on me while in her motherly rage. Her fingers ran through her hair. “I need to walk this off!”
I watched her leave, also trying to buy time for Ray to leave Rihanna.
A little boy ran towards Beatrice and she only patted his head before storming off.
The boy was Hunter and he looked confused and offended that his mother didn’t listen to him.
“Hey, Hunter!” I called him.
He turned and his face lit up, he ran to me excited. “Alpha! You won’t believe what happened to me yester night!”
If it wasn’t scarier than what happened to me yester night, then I’d believe it. “Tell me.” I caught him before he fell down.
Up close, he looked more tired and his eyelids were saggy. He panted heavily even if the run was not long.
“I shifted again. And I saw myself in a forest, then at a burning place, then in my mother’s door by morning. I was supposed to be in bed!”
Well, that was scary. “Um, your wolf sure likes venturing about.”
“But is it fair if he doesn’t let me enjoy with him? I really haven’t been to those places and I don’t know where they are now!”
He sounded annoyed, I would be too. Such cases are common but I had never experienced it. Why would a wolf act without his human?
“Do you believe me? I told Aunty Dara and she said I was only dreaming. But I feel tired so I really did it. And I saw everything!” he added.
He sure looked tired. And since I saw him nearby Black Rose without knowing how he got there, what he experienced must be true.
This wasn’t my problem at hand but it was intriguing and I wanted to help the little man.
“Can you talk your wolf? Like the little voice in your head?” I asked him.
We should start by asking the wolf why he didn’t want to share his memories.
“My wolf is dumb!” Hunter deadpanned.
It made me laugh. “I doubt that, maybe you’d never tried.”
Hunter looked down worriedly. “It’s either that or he’s fifty because that’s what he sounds like. An old man speaking to me, is what I hear.”
My smile fell down. There was no way an eight year old’s wolf was fifty or had a voice of a fifty?
This was becoming disturbing.
What if what he was hearing was a mind link?
But there was no fifty year old man around him to mind link so who was this?