Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 246

His face lights up. "How'd you know?"

"Oh god." I bury my head in my hands.

"What?" he asks.

"Okay, first of all," I say. "This isn't a fairytale." I gesture to the very real world around us. "The brothers aren't my princes. I'm not a princess. And you're not a knight."

He looks offended. "With all due respect, Luna, I'm a supernatural creature. That has to count for something."

"Second of all," I talk over him. "People are dying, right?"

He hesitates, then he nods.

I nod back. "Well I don't know any of the decisions contributing to that, because the brothers don't tell me anything," I say. "Did you know that before this conversation?"

Reluctantly, he shakes his head.

My point exactly. "So if the whole pack thinks I know decisions that I don't, then when things go wrong, they're not gonna wanna help me. Why? Because-"

"Because they think you're responsible." Realization dawns on him. "Wow, when you put it that way, the whole thing's kind of messed up."

I nod. "So will you help me?"

"It... depends." He sits down, just as far away from me as before. "It's not like I have the answers to everything, so what do you need to know?"

The same thing I've always wanted to know. "Did they send the refugees away?" If I don't get a freaking answer soon, I'm gonna lose my mind. I'm not mad at him. I'm just frustrated in general.

He looks away.

"Dante?" I ask.

He nods.

Finally. "You'll tell me?"

"No." He shakes his head. "I just did."

I freeze.

He nods again. "We did. We sent them away."

Aiden really did lie to me. "Which of the brothers was responsible?" I ask. "Aiden?"

"No," Dante says. "He just made the call, but Alpha Carson backed him up."

"And Axel?" I ask.

"What about him?" Dante asks.

"Where did he stand in all of this?"

"With his brothers, of course. It's the two-thirds rule," he says.

When I look confused, he elaborates. "In order to keep the peace, the alphas decided a while ago that if two of them agree on something, the decision's unanimous."

Of course they did. Another measure to silence the voice of reason. I turn to Dante. "I get that they made the call, but did you agree?"

He cocks his head back. "Did I agree?"

I nod.

"Did I agree with my alphas' decision?"

Omg. "Yes, Dante. Yes." Now's not the time to back down.

He doesn't say anything. He looks around suspiciously. "I swear if this is a trick..."

"It's not," I say firmly.

He nods.

My heart sinks. "Are they dead?"

He nods.

"All of them?" I ask.

"I mean, I didn't see it for myself," he says. "But even one survivor would be a miracle."

"Out of what number?" I ask incredulously.

"Dozens." He waves his hand over the entire space around us, as if it were filling up before his very eyes. "Hundreds. Too many to count at the rate we were going."

"And you didn't agree?" I ask.

"No," he finally admits.

I nod. "But why didn't you say something?"

He looks at me incredulously. "So, what? I could get locked up?" He waves me off. "Please. I'd expect you to understand."

"What?" I ask.

"Let's just say they're not gonna get my black ass if I can help it," he says. "It doesn't stop just because we're werewolves."

Wow. I sit back in my seat, shaking my head.

"Don't look like that," he says.

"Like what?" I ask.

He gestures towards my angry expression. "Just because I don't agree doesn't mean it was a bad decision. I don't know the history behind the Bloodmoon Conflict, and I can't begin to comprehend the ins and outs of a refugee crisis." He smirks. "The only thing I do know is that I trust the alphas. Leadership takes more than the nice answers the public wants to hear sometimes. It gets ugly."