Forsaken by the Moon Goddess novel Chapter 50

Beatrice

“Benedict, where are you going?”

I do not like this situation where my son is getting closer to Sloane Hartwell. Last night, her scent was so strong it was like they had mated. If I didn’t know she was still under eighteen, I’d have checked him for a mate mark.

“Principal Rodgers asked Sloane and I to be there early tonight so we could prepare before everyone else arrives.

I’m picking her up so we can go together.”

“You’re driving all the way to Alpha Roman’s pack? That’s out of the way, Benedict.”

“She’s not in Alpha Roman’s pack, mother. She’s in Alpha Waylon’s.”

Why the hell is Sloane Hartwell in Alpha Waylon’s pack?

“Do you think it’s wise to drive her, Benedict? We have your Alpha ceremony tomorrow. Taking Sloane back to her family’s pack will be out of your way. You’ll get home late, and you have a long day tomorrow,” I say, gritting my teeth. How the hell has that little bitch gotten her claws so deep into my son?

I’m not coming home tonight, mother. I’ve rented a hotel room. I’ll be back in plenty of time for my Alpha ceremony tomorrow,” he says flippantly, as if I haven’t spent hoursplanning this event for him.

“A hotel room? What on earth for?” I ask, already dreading the answer.

“Leave our son alone, Beatrice. He’s an adult. If he wants to spend the night in a hotel room having a fucking orgy he doesn’t have to ask your permission,” my mate says, making me furious.

“Thank you, Dad. I’ll see you all there,” he says, kissing the top of Bethany’s head before heading out.

“What do you know about this hotel room?” I ask my daughter.

She shrugs. “First I’ve heard of it.”

“Leave it, Beatrice. He didn’t use pack funds. I would have known. As I said, he’s a grown man. He doesn’t answer to you or anyone. After tomorrow, we’ll all answer to him.

You should remember that,” Benedict says.

I ignore him, like I usually do. He sighs and walks away while i continue to stare at the front door where my son walked out.

Why is Sloane in Alpha Waylon’s pack? She’s too young to have found her mate.

When Bethany passes by me, I grab her arm.

“What do you know about Sloane Hartwell spending time in Alpha Waylon’s pack?” I ask her.She shrugs. “Her best friend is mated to one of the warriors in the pack. Maybe she’s spending time with her friend,” she says, but I don’t miss the way she glances away from me before meeting my gaze.

My daughter is lying to me, either protecting Benedict or, goddess forbid, Sloane.

I let her go, then reach out in the mind link to make sure that my mate is busy. I go to my office and close and lock the door.

I sit at my desk and pull out a number I never thought I’d Call again.

“Beatrice?”

“Lydia, how are you?” I ask. It’s been years since l’ve spoken to Waylon’s first mate.

“I doubt you care, otherwise you would have called before now. What do you want?” she asks.

Fair enough. She’s right. When she was exiled with her son, I distanced myself from both of them.

“I wanted to know if you knew why Sloane Hartwell is spending time in Waylon’s pack?”

“Why would I know something like that?”

“I don’t know. She’s an Alpha. It seems odd to me that she’d be spending time in that pack so close to her eighteenth birthday. How is Kaelin?””My son is just fine. What does this have to do with him?”

“Perhaps nothing. But Waylon doesn’t have an heir, not since he banished you and Kaelin. Now Sloane Hartwell, Roman Hartwell’s niece, the daughter of Sawyer and Althea, is spending time in your old pack.

“Still holding that grudge because Sawyer chose Althea over you, I see.”

I bite back the snarl and nasty retort. “Perhaps you’re right. Perhaps it’s nothing. Perhaps Waylon isn’t considering giving his pack to an orphaned she-wolf. I’m sure he wouldn’t stoop so low after renouncing his own son. I’m sorry to have bothered you,” I say, ready to hang up.

“Wait!”

I smile, knowing I’ve got her.

“Why do you care?” she asks.

“Waylon’s pack borders ours. I wouldn’t want some half-assed she-wolf leading a pack that borders mine. Any threat to her would become a threat to us. It’s self-preservation. But again, maybe it’s nothing at all.”

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