The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 10

VANCE.

I storm through the mansion in anger, heading to the dungeons.

She accepted the rejection

How could she?

"Don't be a hypocrite," my wolf snarls. "You rejected her first. You threw away our mate for that… that thing. LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" 

He roars, hurting my head.

"I know!" I snap out loud. "I am going to fix this."

"How? She already accepted your rejection. She doesn't want us anymore. She is done."

"I will find her and apologize."

He responds with the equivalent of a snort.

"I will. I promise. I will apologize and fix all this and make her our Luna."

"If you think it is going to be that easy then you are even more of a fool than I thought."

I feel him go silent after that. Choosing to cloak his presence from me.

So dramatic.

Finally, I arrive at the dungeons and order the doors to the cells open.

The inhabitants rush to their feet upon seeing me.

"Alpha," they greet.

"You have one last chance to tell me what you did with Catherine. You are going to die of course but whether the rest of your family does too, depends on you lot."

It had taken a while but I had managed to track down the wolves who had something to do with Catherune's disappearance. 

They reeked of her blood.

They denied it of course. Saying they hadn't seen her throughout the day.

The gall.

Lying to my face.

They all exchange looks before one of them steps forward and drops to his knees.

"We are so sorry Alpha. We were ordered."

"Ordered to do what?" I snarl.

"To beat her up. And then throw her into the lake. We thought she was dead."

It is like a bomb went off in my head.

"You tried to kill her?! Who? Who ordered that?"

A beat of silence.

"WHO?!" 

The roar shakes the silver-coated bars of the cells, making them all drop to the floor.

"Ta-, Tammy, Alpha. She was the one who ordered it."

Oh, my goddess. This can't be happening.

"And you just did it?! You just killed someone, a member of your pack?" 

At this point, I am screaming as I grab one of them by the collar and throw him straight onto the wall.

He drops down, dead. His body makes a very sizable indentation on the wall.

"Who does that?!" I rage.

"Alpha, please," the rest beg. "It is the way it has always been done."

"what? What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Before… during the previous Alpha's reign. He used to order the weakest to be culled."

"Culled?"

"Killed, Alpha."

What is happening?

I stare at the rest of the men in shock. They were warriors during my father's time. People I have always respected and they are telling me that they are… my goddess.

Without another word, I turn around and walk out.

Culled.

The weakest.

My pack.

Murderers.