Chapter Eighty – Another Wolf
Rinanha’s POV
We were at the border of my pack. A slave, who was trying to deploy to my pack, was found, gullet and limbs outstretched, it was disgusting.
The claw marks on him belonged to the Lycan, and he was pinned to the trees. That Lycan dared to hurt a werewolf. He was truly mad.
Dara jumped down from the rock. “No sign of the Lycan or Black Hills warriors. I believe we aren’t waiting for the latter, are we?”
I smiled at her pouty face. “Having an extra hand isn’t too bad, but I doubt Chris will let his warriors stop by here.”
Dara smiled broadly. “Good, I don’t even want to see them. Apart from your brother, all of them could go to hell. She jumped back onto the rock again.
Camilla glanced at her momentarily before looking down again, shifting her chess piece. Beatrice did the same.
I exhaled, then inhaled the clear fresh air around the place. “Do you guys sometimes miss when we were free?”
closed my eyes, savoring the moment. “When you could sneak in anywhere, hide in shadows, be reckless. I feel having a pack limits that.”
Beatrice smiled, moving another chess piece. She seemed to have gotten Camilla’s piece, as Camilla frowned.
“Well, I still move around whenever I like, so it’s not anything to me Dara shrugged.
“You do? Lead Warrior position is that fun? Camilla tsked. “I don’t move around, and I do miss it.”
I smiled painfully. Living freely and being a rogue was more of a dream than being Alpha. But it wasn’t peaceful.
Not having to hide my face when making threats because “Your Silver” should be a man. “And now I think of it, the name ‘Your Silver‘ is slowly dying.”
Beatrice glanced at me and then at Dara. “Is that a bad thing? I mean, I was a Red Moon huntress, but now Silver Pack Beta. That’s change.”
“Yeah, only that it took you three years, you increased rank and all to achieve that. But my name changed in a few days. I sulked.
Beatrice laughed. “Well then, it wasn’t change, but we still call you Your Silver.‘ Manage that.”
Camilla suddenly howled. “Ha! I won!” she jumped from her seat and began dancing.
Beatrice had a done face while gazing at the chessboard, she rolled her eyes afterward.
“Yayy! We both won you, Beatrice. You owe us new boots! Expensive boots!” Dara cheered, swirling a horsetail in the air.
I stared at it for a while. That was different from the one I saw with her during the early days of Silver Pack. Was she hoarding horsetails now?
“What do you use horsetails for exactly?” I cut her short. She pulled her hands down and hid it behind her. “I don’t know, it’s cool.”
1/3
Chapter 106
She had the “don’t judge me Isee.
I looked away. The one person I knew who liked hotsetalls was Sachi and because of that, I hated horsetails. But if bara liked it, if was cool.
picked up paw steps from far off. Whoever was running in full force Perhaps from something.
My ears perked as I stood up. “North, half a mile off. Someone is in canger and is running fowards ira?” I alarmed the girls, leaving
my seat.
Beatrice started to run there, and Camilla followed. Dara tried to join them, but I held her bark. Stay here, watch the chessboard.”
She threw her hands in the Air as 1 ran with the rest. “Really!” 1 ignored her and caught up with Camilla and Beatrice.
The paw steps stopped, and 1 feared the worst had happened. We got there a few seconds later.
A wolf was ahead, lying motionless. I stooped to it and found its gullet was taken off. The blood was still warm, if had just happened.
“Argghh!” 1 growled. “Logan, show yourself instead of hurting these poor people. You want to challenge? Show yourself!”
Beatrice looked away, her eyes becoming cloudy. She was sensitive as the wolf was young, it must remind her of her son
“Alpha, the claw marks on this one. It’s different from the one on the slave earlier,” Camilla said.
I turned to her, my hands on my waist. “What does it look like?”
“A normal wolf’s. This wolf had scratched thrice to take the gullet out. A Lycan would do it in one swoop.” She pointed out.
I noticed the pattern. And it seemed this victim had tried to fight back. He wouldn’t dare if it was a Lycan.
So was there another deranged wolf killing wolves?
“If that’s so, then I can find him,” Beatrice offered. I nodded. That wolf wouldn’t be escaping.
“Camilla, return with the body. Stay with Dara. We will be back!” I ordered. I didn’t wait for her reply and sped off, Beatrice following.
My eyes changed to red–orange as I looked around for any energy around us. A panting wolf came to my ears. They were, two.
I cornered towards them, pointing towards the Boots and Rivers Market so Beatrice would know where to go.
“They are rogues!” I barked as I sighted two rough–looking wolves, dancing around.
Beatrice barked at them, I saw she had shifted. Before they could run off, she pounced on the closest one, trying to choke him.
He must have been the killer as he had blood on him. The other wolf looked in horror, not attempting to run off.
It whimpered as its partner fought Beatrice. I took steady steps towards it. Its eyes met mine, and it ran back, then slowly shifted.
My lips rose to a smirk, seeing it was a female, and I knew her. The daughter of a rogue wolf that had almost killed me while I was
“Your Silver.”
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