Chapter Hundred-Five – The plan.
Rihanna’s POV
They were so many deaths. I hardened my heart to it, I didn’t want Lana getting emotional and acting rash again.
I stopped Beatrice from giving me the details of Logan’s attacks, she should bear the pain of the knowledge alone.
“Where’s Dara and Camilla? We need to speak so we’d be able way to break this Lycan before he attacked again.”
Beatrice spaced out then looked up at me. “They are on their way.”
I walked towards the center table and plopped down. She sat besides me.
“When Ray stopped by, he said Chris met Logan and he made him badly injured so he wouldn’t be coming out soon.” she informed.
At that point Dara walked in on us. “Don’t hope on it, Bea. Our Alpha rough handled him last time, yet he healed within days.”
I turned to her. “Yes, but I wasn’t an Alpha then. This time, his wounds won’t heal fast. And with Chris’s injuries, he’d have permanent scars.”
Camilla walked on us as well, I noticed her arm that was still broken. She hadn’t fully recovered from Chris’s bullying that day.
I looked away. Chris was able to get to Logan but Jaden didn’t. Logan might have felt he escaped Jaden but met Chris. His luck is bad.
“Don’t compare my mate to that jerk!” Lana scolded. I smirked.
She was trying hard to make me not be offended at Jaden for arriving late, though I understood he was an Alpha and can’t always have time.
“Also, you haven’t accepted his mate bond so he can’t feel when you are in danger. Meaning, he’s not entitled to helping you.” Lana added.
She would always say that. Mating with him was the last thing on my mind.
That’d only happen when I’m sure I’m in love with him, not because I needed him to save my ass when I feel distressed.
“Lana, just let me breathe, okay?” I blocked her so she’d rest. It was almost feeling like she was pouring her emotional frustration on me.
Beatrice, Camilla and Dara were arguing about a strategy when I joined them. “What was that?”
Dara faced me, annoyance written on her face. “Beatrice thinks we should join forces with Red Moon and Black Rose since they are close.”
My forehead creased. What should we do that?
“She meant look out for each other. If we had easier communication, then a pack would’ve alerted the other before Logan attacked all.”
Camilla explained then got up and stayed by the window. With her bird caller, she summoned two of our fastest pigeons.
“We can send each to Black Rose and Red Moon, it will be a way to communicate with each other when we need help.” She raised the birds.
Their plan was good and quite considerate but teamwork, with anyone who weren’t my warriors, had always been a problem for me.
Dara still didn’t agree. “Okay, let’s not be forgetting that Red Moon is a jerk pack and not even under Chris so….”
“Chris still went there.” Beatrice interrupted.
Dara raised a brow. “He still goes there?”
Beatrice smirked. “How else do you think he saw the Lycan? The Lycan must have attacked Red Moon and Chris went there for his mom.”
That’d be true.
Chris hated Red Moon for the mate swap, but apart from hurting his trust and reputation, it didn’t change the fact the Luna was his mother.
Camilla sat down, the birds still in her hands. “So Red Moon is basically still an ally. And since Logan had hurt them, they shared our rage.”
“Fine, since we all wanna do this, I don’t want to look like the bad person.” Dara finalized.
I wasn’t very excited about it either but Beatrice seemed resolute to catch this Lycan so I’d let it. I gazed at the birds with Camilla and said.
“Send them. Attach letters to warn Red Moon not to bewitch my birds and cooperate or they’d meet something scarier than a Lycan.”
Camilla jumped up excitedly and ran off. Let’s hope this worked. If any pack around us sensed Logan, they’d inform us.
Jaden and I will arrive there before he leaves and put an end to him.
“It sounded too easy, right?” I asked Lana.
She huffed. “Do you want my suggestion now?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I’d want your suggestion on anything apart from our mate.”
There was silence from her end before she exhaled. It was like she was creating a climax.
“Logan might fall for the trap or escape it by creating a diversion. Maybe attack Blue Bloom first then leave it for Black Rose.” She replied.
He wasn’t that fast. And Blue Bloom and Black Rose were like North and South.
“I was just stating an example.” Lana sighed. “To be exact, Logan can hurt Red Moon, wait for us to answer their call, then return to our pack.”
That narrowed it down better. Red Moon was closer to us, and if the Lycan used strategy and a shorter route, he can easily divert.
“Well, since that’s a probability, before I leave, I’d make sure my pack, and Jaden’s, had people that can hold him off for a while.”
Lana shrugged. “You better.”
I met Beatrice’s intent gaze on me, how long had she been staring? “I was speaking with my wolf if you want to know.”
She shook her head. “I know but I’m debating whether I should tell you this or not.”
I sat closer to her, resting on her chair. “I’m all ears and I wouldn’t judge you.”
She exhaled. “It’s about Hunter. He’s shifting is too early for me.”
Oh mom issues? I smirked. “I shifted at nine.”
“You were a Silver Wolf. Your metabolism will be different. He’s just an ordinary wolf, isn’t he?”
I left her side, thinking about it. Yeah, Ray had shifted when he was eleven.
I knew I was seconds older but I still wondered why he shifted two years later. I later understood it was because I was a silver wolf.
“That makes sense. Jaden did say he’s special wolf just we don’t know how special.” I smiled, comforting her.
She exhaled, deeply, still having more thoughts in her head. “When I found him, he was hunting for food. Food to give his dead mother.”
Dead mother? I snapped my head at Beatrice.
She looked sad. “His mother was killed by rogues and bled internally but she told her son she was sleeping before she died.”
My heart became suddenly heavy.
“Hunter thought she slept because she’s hungry so went hunting so she’d eat when she woke up. But she never did.” Beatrice voice was shaky.
“His dad?” I asked, hoping for a hopeful story.
“Died long ago according to Hunter, along his siblings. I think they were slaves cos he says he never lived in a pack house.” Beatrice sniffed.
Guilt filled my heart for all the way I’ve treated the little guy, he deserved to be special after all.