You Rejected A Silver Wolf novel Chapter 79

I blinked furiously. Greta was the one who fell for a Red Moon warrior? She was supposed to be a smart badass. Emphasis on smart.

“Do explain. He’s been here for a month already, who knows the information you’ve shared with him,” Beatrice barked, making Greta sob.

“He’s not dangerous,” she sniffed.

I glared at the young man. He was still a teenager, like Greta. At best, he’d be nineteen. Using my wolf vision, I could tell he wasn’t an ordinary wolf but a warrior wolf.

“He has greater strength than you, Greta,” I said.

She looked up at me and saw my eyes were reddish–orange; she understood I was checking him.

“But he said he was an omega,” she looked at him.

“I am,” he pleaded, but Beatrice slapped him.

“Liar! You are a spy from Red Moon. How do you think I caught you! You were sending

letters!”

Greta placed her hands in her mouth in disbelief, tears streamed down her eyes. I calmed down, exhaling. She’d be the second warrior who’d be getting their heart broken; I hated

this. And how could she just fall in love like that? These girls.

“I wasn’t, I really wasn’t!” the young man kept on acting.

Beatrice kicked his stomach, and he fell face down. Some warriors picked him and pulled his face up. Greta turned away.

“I housed him for weeks now. I’m ashamed.”

“He didn’t touch, did he?” I nodded to be sure we weren’t expecting another kid around

here.

She shook her head in the negative. “I was hoping he’d be my mate first.”

“Girl!” Beatrice grunted. “You both are already past eighteen; you don’t need to wait a

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month to know if he’s your mate or not.”

I rolled my eyes at Greta’s statement. Indeed, she got the badass but left the smart.

“Leave. We’d take it from here!”

She was reluctant but finally, with slumped shoulders, ran away and bumped into Dara.

“What’s going on?” Dara asked, walking into the scene. “Why’s Greta’s face wet?”

“She’s crying,” Beatrice responded in a matter–of–factly manner.

“I see that, but why…”

“A Red Moon warrior sneaked in here,” I replied to Dara. “You can drop your act and start

speaking.”

The

young man looked hurt; he swallowed saliva and said, “Yes, I was sent.”

“Good,” Beatrice smiled, proud that she caught him. “And how did you get in here?”

“I sneaked in somehow,” he said plainly.

“Shut up! I am the warrior in charge! Not even squirrels pass the border!” Dara yelled.

He flinched and looked down; his lips trembled.

“How long did Greta say he’d been here?” I asked Beatrice.

Her eyes were boring holes in the young man; she sighed and said, “A month already.”

My mind went back to any suspicious activity that happened a month ago. Then it clicked.

Chris had visited. He came in with some warriors, but I didn’t count how many. Since he

was working with Red Moon, could he have sneaked in spies? After all, Alpha Jaden that

day had told me he caught a spy of theirs.

“You were really smart to have used a warrior to live here. Smart one,” I folded my arms.