You Rejected A Silver Wolf novel Chapter 106

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His Czy Wolf

Jaden’s POV

Beatrice was a Beta and the mother of a child. How could the Lycan take her within seconds of leaving?

Dara confirmed that she wasn’t receiving her through the mind link. Rihanna looked distraught, convinced it was the Lycan who had spoken to her through the mind link, breaking it in the process. If he could do that, then he was undeniably powerful–there was nothing “sick” about him.

“I told you not to trust him. He needs your energy for something devious and will go to any length to get it,” I said quietly.

Rihanna was already regretting her actions, so I shouldn’t have added to it. Dara returned to us in a rush.

“A warrior sighted him crossing gur border just now. He has Beatrice she reported.

Rihanba took off before I could ask Dara where exactly. I followed to ensure she wouldn’t get hurt.

“Put her down!” I heard her growl.

I was awestruck, watching Rihanna shift into her silver wolf in front of me.

There was an art to her shifting–the bending of her body, the way her skin sprouted shimmering silvery fur under the sky–but I didn’t have time to dwell on it.

The Lycan remained in human form, and Beatrice lay unconscious beneath him. He had knocked her out when she wasn’t expecting it.

“I asked, and you didn’t answer. If you won’t participate in sorcery for my sake, will you do it for your pack member?” he smirked.

Rihanna snarled, advancing toward him, but his eyes glowed red, forcing her to retreat.

I stepped between them. “So, what do you plan to do now? Cause a fight between her and you?”

“Stop asking what I plan to do, boy. I need her energy, and she isn’t giving it!” he shouted, his frustration evident.

“You don’t need it; you want it,” I countered. “I feel like you’re trying to find a reason to start a war with Werewolves one that will go down in history.”

“You speak a lot of nonsense,” he sighed, looking down at Beatrice. If I kill her, perhaps you’ll start speaking my language.”

He picked Beatrice up like she weighed nothing. Before he could strike, Rihanna lunged at him, biting the arm he used to hold her,

He let go of the Beta and flung Rihanna away, but she landed gracefully on her feet and charged again.

I darted forward to catch Beatrice before her head hit the ground. The Lycan was thrown into a tree, and Rihanna’s silver wolf howled into the air.

If she was calling her warriors, this wouldn’t end well. I placed the Beta down to help, but Dara arrived with hunters, who carried

her away.

“Protect our Alpha!” Dara commanded before leaving with Beatrice.

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Chapter 103.

I exhaled deeply and searched for Rihanna and the Lycan.

They were circling each other hear a large rock. When I tried to intervene, Rihanna growled at me to stay away, so I complied, pretending not to notice the barier she had activated.

The Lycan lunged at her, but the barrier repelled him, slamming him into another tree. Rihanna’s wolf leaped excitedly and pinned him down, snarling at his face.

Was a barrier supposed to affect him like that? High–ranked wolves shouldn’t have been this vulnerable.

“You seem to know that your barrier is his weakness,” I observed, digging my claws into his hands to immobilize him.

Rihanna did the same to his legs, and he groaned in pain. My wolf surfaced, relishing the sight of his agony.

The Lycan met my gaze, and for a moment, I felt as though he could see my wolf’s thirst for blood.

His eyes glowed brighter, his body enlarging as energy coursed through him. He was shifting into his Lycan form, doubling in size.

By instinct, my wolf lashed out, slashing his claws across the Lycan’s face, leaving deep scars.

He stopped growing and tumbled from the tree, collapsing on the ground. Rihanna shot me a strange look, as though I had only angered him further.

Acting on my wolf’s impulses, I struck his neck, immobilizing him. How did my wolf know the exact spots to target?

My claws dripped with blood, and I fought the pull of my wolf’s bloodlust.

“You should stay down, Lycan King, or I’ll make more marks on you,” I warned, hoping he wouldn’t provoke me further.

“You grew up crazy, didn’t you?” he choked out, clutching his injured neck.

His insult pleased me, but I masked my satisfaction with a frown. Turning to Rihanna, I asked, “We’re not killing him?” Disappointment tinged my voice–I already knew her answer.

Her wolf shook its head and began to retreat.

I snapped my gaze back to the Lycan. He smirked, struggling to his feet.

“Be a good boy and leave,” he taunted, leaning on a tree for support before slipping and sliding to the ground.

His claws etched marks into the bark–marks eerily similar to the ones left on Rihanna’s trees and my rose valley.

“You’re the other Lycan, aren’t you?” I demanded.

He froze before glaring at me. “Other Lycan?”

“You were the one stalking Rihanna’s packs and ruining my rose valley!” I barked.