You Rejected A Silver Wolf
Psychic

Chapter Twenty- Psychic Beta

Rihanna's POV

Jonah immediately stepped in front of him. "Let her go. Do you want Your Silver attacking our pack?"

But Jake brushed him aside. "Well, hasn't he already? Where are our hunters?" he demanded.

Jonah snapped his head toward me, and I widened my eyes in realization. I had agreed to release the hunters if Jonah told me what Red Moon was planning. He cooperated, but I hadn't freed the hunters yet. It wasn't intentional-I just forgot.

Jonah, dejected, stepped back, leaving Jake to handle the situation. Some warriors helped Jonah back to the pack. I sighed and replied, "The hunters will be sent back immediately, except for one. We still need him. I'm handling Red Moon." I was referring to the lead hunter. He knew I was the real Your Silver, and I didn't want him ruining the fun just yet.

"No. All will be released, or you won't be." Jake shifted slightly, avoiding the sun. "It's either them or you. Let Your Silver decide."

I stared into his mischievous green eyes. His looks hadn't changed much in the past three years, but he had grown more muscular.

I laughed. "You want to hold down a silver wolf in exchange for some useless, exhausted hunters?"

"How dare you?" Jake seethed. "We'll hold you down so Your Silver will come, and we'll get him too."

"Your Silver wouldn't even engage you. He knows I can break myself out. That's if you even manage to catch me." I winked.

Jake gestured to his warriors. "Fine!"

The impulsive fool was ready to sacrifice his warriors. How dare he underestimate a silver wolf, whether or not I was Your Silver?

With wolf-like speed, I moved to the warrior beside him, my claws at his neck. Meeting Jake's gaze, I asked, "Should I rip his gullet out? Do you want to lose more warriors?" I yelled.

The warrior trembled like a fish on land, and I released him when Jake said nothing. Silence hung between the warriors, who were still stunned by how I had disappeared from their side earlier. "You have a familiar aura," Jake muttered. "We'll let you go to avoid trouble with Your Silver."

I smirked. What familiar aura was he sensing? Ray's? My father's? He had never met me while I was at Black Hills.

"Fine. You don't want trouble with me, and I don't want trouble with you. Your Silver has no issues with Black Rose."

"He better not!" Jake turned away.

I walked back to the carriage, keeping an eye on the warriors to see if anyone dared make a move. None of them did. Jake had clearly ordered them not to.

It felt boring to leave without a show. So I turned back to Jake, who was still watching me, waiting for me to leave their land.

"So, who should I tell Your Silver I met? Your name?" I asked.

He looked away. "Say you met an official. That's enough. Now leave my pack!"

"Nonsense. You're not the Alpha or the Delta, and you're clearly not the Beta. What kind of official are you? A lead warrior? Fine, I'll tell him that. Goodbye." "Stop there!" he barked, his warriors stifling their chuckles at his reddening face.

I turned, folding my arms. "What? I was leaving."

"You're an annoying little girl. I'm the Alpha's brother, if you must know. Tell Your Silver that. And tell him not to bother my pack again."

I dropped my folded arms. Little girl? Tsk. He was only a few months older than me. But I didn't want to dwell on the subject. "Fine. I'll leave."

As my horse began to gallop, I bent down to pluck a rose from the ground. Suddenly, a knife whizzed past, grazing my hand.

I jumped off the horse, snapping my head toward Jake with a glare. "Can't I pick a rose?"

Jake looked as surprised as I felt, so I knew it wasn't him. Then I noticed a blond man-an extraordinarily handsome one-staring at me.

"Don't touch my roses, woman!" he growled, his deep voice resonating.

The warriors immediately bowed to him. His energy was immense, possibly the Beta's.

His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, momentarily captivating me, just as Jonah's had.

I frowned, looking away. These men are something else. "It's just a rose!" I snapped.

"And you are a silver wolf who has spilled plenty of blood! My roses are pure. No contamination needed. Leave in peace!" He pointed toward the exit. How did he know I was a silver wolf? Was he eavesdropping? What a strange man.

"And your brother is back," he told Jake with a softer tone. "You should see him and hand over the records you stole from the King."

My brows shot up. Stolen records? So that's what Black Rose was doing at Black Hills?

"Stop being so blunt. We have company," Jake muttered, nudging him toward the pack. "And make sure she leaves, witch!"

I rolled my eyes, eyeing the roses but deciding to leave them.

The Beta suddenly halted and said, "She's not a witch. Just a hurt girl with only her silver wolf for protection. Be kind to her."

I stopped in my tracks. What's he saying? Is he psychic? And I wasn't a hurt little girl anymore I had grown past that.

Jake glanced at me with a smirk. "Oh, I figured. That's why she's working with Your Silver. Just teenage exuberance."

A teenager? How amusing.

"Well, attacking slave depots is better than stealing records from your Alpha King. But I won't blame you-Chris has always been a fool." I scoffed.

"You know him? Or is that just gossip?" the Beta asked.

Jake nudged him again. "Stop engaging her. You've already told a rogue we stole from the King. What if she spills?"

I tsked. "I won't. I don't have the time."

"Yeah, right," Jake sneered. "You cause chaos in packs and destroy unity."

His words annoyed me. I didn't disrupt the packs because I loved chaos. There was no unity in the first place.

And freeing slaves? I'd gladly continue.

"You're the one disrupting unity. Ironic, considering how you toasted to the Alpha King and his Betas about uniting the packs under his rule." I was referring to the toast he made to Chris on Vanessa's birthday. The Beta looked confused. Jake tilted his head. "How do you know that?"

It clicked. I wasn't supposed to say that. Shaking my head, I replied, "A spy overheard it at the ceremony, of course. Such hypocrisy."

Jake didn't seem convinced and stared deep into my eyes. "Hmm. You're a suspicious little girl."

I said no more, quickly mounting the carriage and riding away-before I exposed myself and embarrassed both my Rihanna and Your Silver identities.