Chapter Hundred and Ninety-Nine – Tell the curse.
Rihanna’s POV
Awakening. It felt good.
Lana had a distinct echo to her voice.
And it was like she and I were both fighting Logan at the same time. I didn’t need to shift to wolf form to have her in control.
Logan dodged Jaden’s blow and dashed to me. My right leg was before me and left leg behind.
I awaited his contact. When he crashed on me, I went back but keeping my balance, holding his punch in place.
My left leg came forward, sweeping Logan off his feet and my arms, used to block his punch, grabbed his neck and I tumbled him over.
He grunted, having his back to the ground the fourth time in a row.
The Lycan Slayer came sliding into his heart, by Jaden. He stabbed it deeply that it broke through the molten floor and was hooked there.
A slap, with my clawed fingers, went through his face, reminding him not to try anything stupid.
Jaden smirked. “Now, we’ve your undivided attention, do you care to explain your curse?”
Blood trailed down the corner of Logan’s lips, he gurgled out his words. “And if I don’t? You and your generation will be cursed.”
What? Does he mean he wants his generation to be cursed? This Lycan was truly deranged!
Jaden pulled him up, sending the sword deeper into him. “Don’t play games with me! It’s already a curse to be your son. Don’t add more curses!”
Logan laughed manically. “I’m saying nothing! What will you do? Kill me? Then fine.”
He was truly heartless.
I stooped down to him. “Hunter is also your generation. Liam too. Why are you punishing their offspring?”
His eyes had dilated when I mentioned Liam. “I don’t care about Hunter. I only needed a young stupid pup who I’d manipulate.”
My fists clenched. So raping that innocent lady was just for fun? To aid his plan?
Just like he raped Alpha Joanna?
“Liam is my true son, from my mate!” Logan yelled. “And he’s full Lycan so a victim like me.”
Jaden rolled his eyes. “You aren’t a victim, Logan! There’s a reason the prophecy called you an evil. Don’t play with words.”
The Lycan grunted, trying to get up but his body fell back. He was healing really slowly so might actually die for real this time.
The thought made me glad but I was still worried because he hadn’t told us everything.
“And Jaden, what I did with your mother was cause I thought she’d birth a strong competent heir. You are strong but not competent…”
“According to your standards!” I barked at Logan. “And don’t you dare mention his mother with that filthy lips of yours!”
I backed away from him feeling some sense of defeat. If we let him die then, Jaden and I’s pups will be transferred a curse we don’t know about.
“Just let him die.” Jaden muttered. “Forget the curse.”
I shook my head. “We can’t. Think of the others involved. Liam and Hunter and maybe more.”
Logan laughed. “Your mother made sure she killed all my sons. I bet she left to Sun Burn to kill Liam as well.”
My brows raised but Jaden didn’t look surprise so perhaps it was true. Alpha Joanna did what every mother would do, protect their child.
“And I have no regrets dying, knowing I gave you a curse, Rihanna.” Logan snarled. “After all, you had cursed me.”
For the hundredth time, I wasn’t the moon goddess.
And if I wanted to punish Logan, a straight death will be the answer, not his generation.
That was mean. Then she paired me with one of the generations? What was she thinking?
“Or maybe all this would have been avoided.” I reckoned.
Jaden turned to me. “What?”
“Maybe, Logan wouldn’t have gotten a curse that made him hate Werewolfs if… if something had happened. The last prophecy.” I said.
His eyes widened and he stared down at the Lycan. “Well, if we don’t even know the curse, how’d we know the rest?”
My eyes dimmed down. Good point.
And Logan was slowly drifting to the land beyond, a smug grin was on his face, watching us down there.
“The Moon goddess cost me my happiness. Her silver wolf would never be happy as well.” He muttered bitterly.
Jaden sighed, moving backwards. He kicked a small rock as he left. This didn’t feel like a victory when it should.
“Rihanna!” I heard my name from in front of me. “Is he dead yet?” it was Liam who called.
He ran to Logan and drove the sword out of his body. Logan attempted getting up but he punched him down. “Good, he’s not!”
For a moment there, I thought Liam was trying to save his father.
“Before he dies, he needs to be released from his curse. It’s expedient that he’s freed.” He said.
Jaden returned. “Liam? What are you doing here…”
“He knows about Logan’s curse.” I told him.
He snapped his head at Liam, with a careful look. “Will you be telling us?”
That was a good question. Did he have a grudge against the moon goddess as well?
Liam folded his arms. “Of course I will! If not, you, me, Hunter, and all our pups will get a curse that we did nothing to earn.”
I nodded at his support, before realizing… he knew Jaden was Logan’s son?
My eyes went to the boy, as he tried to make sure Logan was conscious.
I nudged Jaden. “Did you ever tell him that you’re Logan’s son?”
“I wouldn’t.” He replied. “But I’m not stunned as I always questioned his friendliness with me. Now, I know why.”
If Liam knew they were related, why not tell? Unless he also know how his father had him.
It would have been quite derogatory to hear that kind of story from a ‘younger brother’.
“How exactly would his curse get removed from him and his generation?” I asked Liam.
Because last I know, Logan said it was the moon goddess who cursed him.
Were we going to plead to her to remove the curse or what?
Liam frowned at me. “You are a silver wolf, aren’t you?”
I frowned as well. Why did that sound familiar?
“She wasn’t the one who cursed Logan.” Jaden reminded. “It doesn’t concern her.”
Thank you. I folded my arms.
“Well, she’s your mate, right? It’s her generation as well. She’s the incarnate of the moon goddess so should handle this.” The boy said again.
Now’s how was that supposed to work? I didn’t know how to ‘commune’ with the moon goddess!
Hell, I wished I did!
They are lots of times I wanted to yell at her!
But now, I really should be able. Or else, killing Logan would be a worthless victory.