You Rejected A Silver Wolf
My Story II

Chapter Twenty-Six - My Story II Rihanna's POV

As expected, one of them came with a story like mine. Rejected at first glance, and it had to be the most insecure of them, Jean.

Camilla said her mate was a Black Rose warrior whom they met at the market; he rejected her the moment he saw the Your Silver logo on her. Was Black Rose Pack supposed to be hateful towards Your Silver's warriors? We hadn't done anything to them. We returned their hunters.

"Camilla, steal that warrior." I snapped my head to her, immediately. Her eyes widened but slowly dilated. "I should bring him here?"

"Yes, go alone. Do it discreetly. Let no one from his pack know Your Silver's warriors took him."

"Very well, in chains and beaten, yes?" she asked again.

Dara smiled, shaking her head. "Do you want Jean to hate you more? I think Your Silver just wants to talk to him."

Dara turned to me. "And please, talk nicely."

I could only shrug. I needed to know his deal; why were men this way? What did he have to lose if his mate was a rogue warrior?

Jean was a sweet girl, and since she had never had relationships with a man before, this would be very painful for her.

Camilla set out quickly.

Lana paced inside me. "I have a feeling that many of these girls will end up this way, being rejected for being rogue."

My heart sunk. And why? I was rejected and became rogue. Why would they be rejected for being rogue? What did the world need from us exactly?

"They'd have been dead if they weren't rogue, if I hadn't saved them. Don't blame this on me."

"I never did. And we did this together. We saved them. They were slaves with no cause, and we helped them have a cause." she said.

A sigh of relief left my lips. "Right, they know that too."

"Do they really?" she asked, then returned to the back of my head.

Jean's room door opened, and a warrior came out, stomping towards me. "Jean was rejected!" she announced, as if I wasn't aware.

I tilted my head, maintaining eye contact with her. "I was informed. So?"

"So? All this happened because she was wearing the 'Your Silver vest'." The warrior threw her arms in the air, and they quickly fell.

"Then she shouldn't have. You guys wanted to blend in; you should have worn normal clothes to blend in." I replied, not really getting her point. She scoffed, eye rolling. "You don't even look guilty while Jean is crying her eyes out. This is your fault!"

"And how?!" Dara interrupted, pushing the girl away from me. "By saving you from being a fuck toy to a hunter, huh?"

I glared at Dara, and she backed away, as did the girl. It was a rule to not speak of the past of each other; they were saved, that's all that mattered. The girl looked down, then up again with fiery eyes. "Yes, we owe Your Silver, but is it forever? Do we owe her forever?"

"It's not her fault Jean's mate was a jerk. If you want to know, Your Silver's mate had rejected her also because he was a jerk too!" Dara yelled.

I seethed, pushing her back. That shouldn't have left her lips. Jean and other warriors that were in her room were coming out at that point. Their mouths fell when they heard Dara. "Your Silver was rejected too?" a girl asked.

Jean only gazed at me with teary eyes. Was that pity? Or disappointment? I looked away from her and turned to Dara.

"I'm sorry it slipped," Dara apologized. Was she really? "But they feel you just decided to change the injustice in the world; you have a story too."

The warrior looked down, including the one who had been earlier bratty. It was really hard being the leader of a 'pack'.

I had to explain every time with motivational speeches. Never did I ever think my own story would be one of them. "Jean, that boy misunderstood you; he misunderstood us. But if he's such a jerk, he doesn't deserve you," I told her.

She didn't look assured. How could she? Recently turned eighteen, the only thing in her head would be her mate.

"But he's the one the moon goddess chose for me. I should change him, even if he's bad..."

"It doesn't work that way; honestly, the moon goddess is losing her touch. She's pairing brats with innocents. It isn't fair." I snapped back.

She shivered and wrapped her hands around her body. The other warriors bit their lips and looked down.

I sighed. "You all should get in and rest for now. I am not your enemy..."

"You never were, Your Silver; you saved us." A warrior said, the others agreed with nods and smiles, and I smiled back.

"Greta misunderstood me." Jean turned to the girl who had earlier been bratty.

"I only regretted being a slave who had to fight for justice. If I was a princess, I'd be accepted?" she shrugged, wiping her tears off. "And be like the bitch, Princess Vanessa." Dara chipped in, and they chuckled.

"I am sorry," Greta mumbled. I paid her no mind and gestured for all of them to go in and rest. Dara shook her head, going into her room. In a few seconds, I was standing all alone in the middle of the hall, awaiting Camilla and Jean's mate. "What'll I even tell the kid?" I asked Lana. She came to the surface and smirked. "Tell him he and Lana's pups will make good spies for Black Rose. Isn't that their most honorable title?"

I laughed; Black Rose valued spies a lot, and anyone, even a Beta, could be a spy at a pack. Just like I heard that a maid in my household had been a Black Rose spy all along and only showed herself after I was rejected; she had rushed to tell Black Rose.

That pack's deceit knew no bounds. I heard struggling sounds and knew Camilla was back.

She dragged the box, which had the boy, into her room, and I locked the door behind us before Jean would catch his scent.

"Who are you? What do you want?" he yelled. His blindfold was removed; he studied around him. "Why bring me to Your Silver's cave?"

"Why did you reject one of her warriors?" I asked back. It was almost becoming petty that I cared, but it was for Jean's sake.

"An enemy of our pack can never be my mate. It's a rule our past Alpha made us swear. Even if Princess Vanessa is my mate, I'd reject her!"

Oh, so Black Hills was some kind of enemy to Black Rose? And any sensible person would reject Princess Vanessa!

"Your Silver isn't your enemy, dear. Is that what your Alpha taught you after Your Silver kept away from your pack? Not nice!" I smirked and headed to the door.

"Where are you going? Set me free!" he yelled.

Camilla smirked wickedly.

"It's been long since I've had an honorable guest; don't worry, I'd treat you well." I made a bow before walking away with Camilla.