You Rejected A Silver Wolf
Mates To Slaves

Chapter Seventeen - Mates to Slaves

Rihanna's

POV

A Lycan wolf. Did such still exist, or was this Delta just spitting crap to get released? I asked him again.

"Red Moon wants to trade me for a Lycan wolf?"

He nodded. "The Alpha King knows you are the last silver wolf and would want to keep you alive. Lycans are rare too, so you'd be traded."

A scoff escaped my lips. How would they trade Lycans, the most dangerous wolves in the world, for a silver werewolf that was part of a prophecy?

Or had everyone forgotten about the prophecy? Them keeping me alive was just because of it.

"But Black Rose doesn't want that!" Jonah interjected. "We don't support trading you for the Lycan."

"And only because you guys don't want Red Moon to win, not because you care about my safety," I interrupted.

He hesitated but agreed. "Yes, but don't blame us. You haven't really been friendly."

I slapped my hand on my thigh, biting my lips. One thing was clear-the Lycan was in bondage in the Red Moon pack. Another enemy for them. "What pack are you from though?" Jonah raised a brow. "We never got to know."

I looked away from him. We weren't discussing that, we weren't friends. But I still answered. "I have no pack. I just can't stand being captive." "Oh, you must be from a minority clan that Red Moon messed with. I understand your rage. Break the slaves free. You have our support."

I smirked and faced him. "If Black Rose never liked slave trading, why didn't they revolt? Your pack is powerful. The Alpha King would bend." He tapped his head, as if thinking, then hissed. "Well, we didn't care at first. But then, our Beta's mate turned out to be a slave."

My hands, which had been on my waist, fell. "Really?"

He nodded. "And she had this hatred for people in power, so it was hard getting her to accept the mate bond and all."

"I can tell." From experience, actually, but he didn't need to know that. "You don't treat a person like shit and expect them to suck it in."

I noticed he was looking at me, trying to read more into what I said, but I shook my head.

"Right..." he drawled. "But we weren't the ones who treated her like shit. Still, we didn't scold them. Also, the past Alpha's sons and half the pack have no mates."

A humorous grin spread across my face. "Oh, oh, and you think the mates could be slaves?"

He noticed and shrugged. "We are one in the Moon Goddess's eyes, so yeah, she could pair us that way."

I exhaled. It was new, meeting someone who believed in the mate bond for once. I didn't anymore, but it surely worked for others.

"I believe in freedom of choice. The liberty to mate with whoever and live freely. Hence, my craziest plan yet-saving that Lycan."

The proud smile on his face dropped. I waved and headed to the door to leave. Dara would bundle him back tomorrow; he had done his part.

"You mean you want to break the Lycan from Red Moon?" I heard him chuckle.

He thought I couldn't? I paused and turned. "Yeah, I think I can. Why?"

"Okay, so breaking out their slaves is annoying enough. Do you think you can do it? Fight betas and Alphas to get there?" he asked again. "I am a silver wolf."

"Doesn't make you all-powerful," he added immediately.

My breathing slowed. This was the first time I was being demeaned, but I'd take it in stride. He did have a point-I always attacked the slave depot, never the main pack. This Lycan would be at the most protected part of Red Moon. And if I failed, I'd have given those jerks two gifts. Even if I succeeded, how would I explain to an angry, depressed Lycan that I was there to save him?

"Don't worry about that. It's my issue. Instead, keep my name and gender anonymous, will you?" I closed the door behind me.

"I don't know your name," I heard him whisper. I smiled and continued to the main hall to address my pack.

Dara stood up when she saw me and rushed towards the prison. I held her hand. "Be nice to him, he was cooperative."

She gave a small smile, followed by a nod. I let go of her and stood in the middle of the hall. "Has anyone heard anything about a Lycan?"

They all looked back at me before whispering among themselves.

They scouted outside at night. There was no way they hadn't heard anything. Or else, how secretive was Red Moon being?

It then clicked-they tried killing the Delta who knew. My best guess was they didn't want anyone to know.

"There was an old Lycan at Blue Bloom Pack's North years ago, about twenty-five years ago, but he was never seen again," a girl raised her hand.

I turned to her. Could this Lycan be that old? Was he alive? That would explain why he couldn't break himself out.

What use would he be to me when freed?

Lana scolded me immediately. "The fact that he is another wolf you freed from captivity is enough gain."

I agreed. "Jean, get all the information you can on that Lycan. We need to know who exactly he is."

Her eyes brightened up when I called her name.

It might seem hard to remember the names of fifty people working with me, but it gave everyone a sense of belonging.

One I never had in the beginning and hoped to get now. This Lycan wolf had better be as unfortunate as I was thinking and not evil.

As everyone dispersed, Camilla came forward to me with a letter. "There is weird news coming."

I took the letter and opened it. It was from the spy she planted at Black Hills.

The spy reported that the Alpha of Black Rose Pack was staying at the palace for a few days.

That was more calming than the previous news we'd heard.

Those two packs weren't fighting but had an invisible battle for dominance.

Chris wouldn't be king for long since he lost a silver wolf from the prophecy. Black Rose might be the next kingdom-pack.

I trusted them to make better decisions than I trusted Chris. "Well, I feel this Alpha is there to do a bad job. Black Rose and Black Hills aren't buddies." I returned the letter to Camilla.

"The spy added that the Alpha made Chris leave the palace to take him on a tour."

I snapped my head towards her. "That's it! They hope to steal something. He's leading him out of the palace."

Camilla's eyes shone, and she nodded slowly. A smirk spread across my face. I used to like Chris's innocence, but never again it would be his doom.