He's an Alpha: She doesn't Care (Jennifer Francis) novel Chapter 13

She’s Beyond His Rule 13 Summary Jared discovers that a flash flood occurred near the pack during the Luna Ceremony, an event that was supposed to be his moment as the rightful heir. He suspects Lance, the current prime candidate, might have sabotaged the event. Jared’s father is unaware of the flood and the complications it caused, so Jared rushes to inform him, explaining how he was delayed picking up Wynta due to a car accident involving Lotti, a pack member with a strong dislike for rogues.

Jared’s father is furious when he learns that Jared left Wynta, a rogue female, stranded on the pack road instead of driving her directly to the pack gate as ordered. Wynta’s absence means she missed the ceremony and now faces punishment, while Jared himself is reprimanded and tasked with finding her, dead or alive. Jared struggles with the impossibility of the search and the frustration of his father’s harsh demands, acknowledging he only acted with good intentions. Meanwhile, Jared grows suspicious of Lotti’s role in the situation.

He suspects she deliberately caused the car accident to get him involved and to interfere with Wynta’s introduction to the pack. Lotti’s bitterness towards Wynta is evident, especially as she insists on calling Wynta by a different name, “Morgan,” which Jared worries will alienate her further. Jared uses mind-link communication with his Beta, Dwane, to investigate Lotti’s movements, uncovering that she left the pack despite warnings about dangerous roads.

Jared reflects on Wynta’s rogue mentality, shaped by years of independence and resistance to authority, making her difficult to bring into the pack. Creed, his companion, notes that Wynta’s wolf has been absent since she left the pack at 18, reinforcing her defiant nature. Jared is determined to find Wynta and bring her back for initiation, despite the emotional and logistical challenges ahead, knowing that both their futures hinge on this mission. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below CHAPTER 13 Jared This incident was destined to eclipse the Luna Ceremony entirely.

Lance was the one who would have wanted to sabotage the event-because Lance was now the prime candidate to inherit the pack, a role that rightfully belonged to Jared by birth. Jared was certain his father had no idea about the flash flood. No one had informed him, since no injuries had occurred; it wasn’t deemed urgent enough to disrupt the Luna Ceremony. Determined, Jared set out to find his father and relay what he suspected. He located him standing outside the front of the packhouse, likely trying to catch Wynta’s scent himself. “Father,” Jared began with a weary sigh.

“There was a flash flood down the side of the pack. The guard said it swept down the pack road. It was dying down by the time I drove back into the pack the second time…” He hesitated, then continued, watching his father turn toward him. “Explain everything in detail,” his father demanded after a brief pause, barely ten seconds, already piecing together what Jared was about to say. Jared recounted the entire sequence: his delayed flight, the road closures, how late he was to pick up Wynta. He explained that she hadn’t been in her apartment when he arrived, having gone to the office instead.

He told him how he’d dropped Wynta off at the pack road because Lotti had called, saying her car had crashed off the road and begging him to come get her. She’d pleaded, desperate to avoid trouble or punishment. Jared knew Lotti’s disdain for rogues and how unpleasant she could be, but he hadn’t realized Wynta was wolf-less. He described asking Wynta to walk up to the pack gate, suggesting the guard call a car to pick her up. His intentions were to help everyone, to prevent Wynta from being late and thus punished, according to the ceremony’s rules.

“So, what you’re telling me,” his father’s voice rose sharply, “is that you left Wynta out there on the edge of the pack road when you could have driven her the one mile to the gate, then gone back for Lotti and still arrived on time? You could have kept Wynta in the car the entire time! Why did you prioritize Lotti’s needs over Wynta’s, especially when I explicitly ordered you to pick up and bring Wynta directly to me?” Jared shook his head, unsure. “I guess… I thought a pack member came before a rogue.” “Wynta is missing now, Jared,” his father growled. “It’s on your hands.

If you’d kept her in your car, she’d be here, inside the pack, on time, and not facing punishment. Instead, she’s out there, and now she must be punished. I think you’ll find that I’ll be punishing you instead. Your job now is to find out if Wynta walked away feeling unwelcome because of you, or if you left her out there and the flash flood swept her away-right where you abandoned her.” His father’s voice was fierce, sharp with anger. Jared closed his eyes briefly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t know, Father,” he admitted honestly.

“I only did what I thought was right.” “And you were very wrong,” his father snapped back. “Get out there and find her-dead or alive. I want her in front of me. She is now your sole responsibility, and you will not return to France until she is found and brought into this pack.” “What? I understand I need to find her, and I will search, but if she left by choice and refuses to come back-something you couldn’t manage in five years-how am I supposed to do that?” Jared muttered, frustration creeping into his voice. “That’s your problem now,” his father said harshly. “I had her.

All I needed was for her to set one foot inside this pack today, and she would have been initiated. You ruined that. Now you must make it happen again. The rule states she must willingly set foot inside the pack. Only then can she be initiated.” Without waiting for a response, he strode back toward the ballroom. “Oh, and Jared,” he called over his shoulder, “you’re being punished for missing the ceremony. Get out of my sight and find Wynta Morgan.” A snarl tore from both Jared and Creed.

How was he supposed to find one rogue female who had either vanished from the pack forever or been swept away in a flood? Even locating her body could be an endless, hopeless task. Rain had started again, drumming softly on the roof as he turned and stepped inside. Lotti was watching him, and he growled, “Get back to the ballroom before you get yourself into trouble too.” She shook her head and hurried over, grabbing his arm. “I’m so sorry, Jared. I never meant to cause you any trouble.” Tears glistened in her eyes. “I’ll even apologize to Morgan,” she promised, voice trembling.