You Rejected A Silver Wolf
Exciting Drama

Chapter Forty-Three - Exciting Drama

Jaden's POV

The King's eyes dilated as he searched for the right words to respond. "What does that have to do with Your Silver?"

Ralph nodded and stared at Ray as though trying to read him. We all focused on Ray, waiting to hear what Your Silver had to do with his sister.

"Did any of you know Rihanna was a silver wolf?" Ray pointed at each of us.

"Did you? And since you killed her, do you want to kill another?" Ray directed his finger at Chris.

My mouth fell open. His sister had been a silver wolf? My head snapped toward Chris, who had risen from his seat.

"Rihanna was a silver wolf?" he asked, his voice raised and his breathing uneven. "My mate was a silver wolf?" he repeated, this time as though speaking to himself.

"Should I be warning you about killing silver wolves when your grandmother was one?" Ray clapped his hands together.

"Your grandfather stopped the killing of silver wolves, and here you are, trying to start it again!" Ray fumed.

"Well, not with my permission!" he finalized and then sat down calmly.

Jake and I exhaled simultaneously, our eyes still fixed on Ray, trying to absorb his words. So many shockers had come my way today-some impressive, others incredibly disappointing. Rihanna Sam had been a silver wolf? Chris had the blood of a silver wolf on his hands?

"No wonder Your Silver torments you," I said, breaking the ten seconds of silence.

Chris turned to me, his expression blank. "What?"

"Your Silver torments you because the blood of a silver wolf is on your hands. Silver wolves are truly the Moon Goddess in wolf form," I added.

I knew it wasn't helping, but it had to be said.

Ralph steadily nodded, wearing his usual psychic expression. I didn't know what he was trying to deduce from such a clear scenario, but he had my blessings.

"It will always haunt me," Chris replied. "I think we should settle on hearing Your Silver out. It won't be by my hand that anything happens to him." Ray huffed. "If you give the command, as Alpha King, those other Alphas will have to obey."

It felt strange hearing him speak so calmly after his earlier rage.

"We would all agree to let Your Silver be. He is an incarnate of the Moon Goddess; his works could bring stability to us werewolves," I supported.

So, it was decided to let the silver wolf be. That girl was getting away with everything, courtesy of Rih. Silvers really did help each other, alive or dead. About thirty minutes later, all the Alphas and Betas of the remaining three packs strolled in. The Alpha of Red Moon came alone.

"Hello, Alpha Jaden," he mumbled to me before heading straight to the Alpha King.

I bet he was expecting a pity party from the King, but Chris spared him no eye contact.

The course of the meeting was about to change, and the other Alphas wouldn't see it coming. I was here for it.

As everyone settled, a whiff of honey and cinnamon reached my nose. My wolf stirred to the surface and purred.

The scout was here, which meant Your Silver was close. The drama was about to begin.

They could have waited for Chris to announce that Your Silver be spared.

If she appeared now, there would be chaos. I still didn't fully understand her intentions. My heartbeat quickened, anticipating the excitement. Suddenly, the young maid I had suspected to be Your Silver's spy rushed into the courtroom, panting. "Beta Ray, please, we need your help!" Everyone turned to her, questioning her rude intrusion, but she paid no mind. Ray stood up slowly.

"And why?"

"It's urgent, sir. Please come; the warriors are nearly killing themselves." She rushed out again after saying that.

Ray sighed, rubbing his temples. He addressed us, "I'm sorry. I'll go handle this." He stomped off.

I didn't understand. Was this some sort of diversion, or would Ray truly be missing out on the drama?

The whiff of cinnamon and honey grew stronger, filling the air. The guards outside began screaming, drawing everyone's attention.

"Alpha! Alpha! Princess Vanessa-!" A knife flew into the chest of the guard who had run in. All the Alphas shot to their feet, alert. "Vanessa?" Chris left his throne.

This was becoming troublesome. Could Your Silver really handle what she was about to unleash?

Soft footsteps echoed a woman's heels. My wolf grew agitated, muttering mate. A knife flew toward Chris, but he caught it with ease. The Red Moon Alpha frowned and assumed a defensive stance. "It's a rogue. I smell a rogue."

But I smelled my mate. Why was a scout taking the lead in this confrontation? Shouldn't Your Silver be leading?

"Hello, Alpha King!" a feminine voice called from behind the door as she flipped her long black hair. My wolf howled inside. Mate! Mate!

As she entered, a wave of weakness swept through the room. The Blue Bloom Alpha dropped to one knee.

"Silver!"

That's when we saw it her hair glistened with particles of silver. Each flip of her hair released them, infecting the air and choking everyone who breathed it in.

She stood tall for a 'teenager' with striking dark eyes and an enviable figure. She was a grown woman. What had Jake meant by a 'little girl'?

The silver on her head didn't seem to bother her. And my wolf called her mate?

"Your Silver! You're Your Silver!" Jake cheered, then lowered his gaze when everyone turned to him.

“With a petition!” she raised her hand, and several girls in uniforms rushed in, their noses covered by masks. Each carried buckets filled with silver. Another wave of weakness swept over us.

I summoned the strength to sit without collapsing to my knees. My mate turned out to be Your Silver? What was happening?

"I can't believe this," Chris finally broke his silence after minutes of staring at Your Silver, as if recognizing her.

All the Alphas and Betas knelt, their gazes fixed on Chris. He was still standing strong, though his face showed hurt.

"I can't believe this," he repeated.

"What can't you believe? That your nemesis is your rejected mate, or that your Alphas will bow to my will today?" Your Silver smirked. Rejected mate? The whispers began. Jake turned to me and Ralph. A rejected mate? Rihanna had been the only rejected mate... "Rihanna! You lived!" Chris threw down the knife he had held. It landed near her feet as he laughed hysterically.

"Why wouldn't I?" she stepped forward, the trail of silver intensifying.

"I accepted your rejection, faked my death, and built a pack. Sasha couldn't. Don't get me wrong I'm not jealous." She shrugged. The Blue Fire Alpha reached for a gun. On impulse, I kicked it from his hand. He glared at me, confused.

"That's my mate you want to harm, peasant!" my wolf growled.

I ignored the Alpha and tried to focus on the unfolding drama, deliberately avoiding the fact that Your Silver ignored our mate bond.

"You and Ray tricked me," Chris groaned, visibly affected by the silver in the air.

"Ray?" She looked around. "Oh, my brother Ray? I haven't seen him here. Why? Did you demote him from Beta too?"

She seemed genuinely concerned. Did she not know Ray was still Chris's Beta? Would she care if she found out?

"You mean you haven't met him?" Chris was stunned. I was as well. She had stayed away for three years without meeting her brother. She had truly changed.

"Should we have? He talks too much and would have ratted me out," she dismissed. "By the way, I didn't come here for idle chatter."

One of the masked girls approached and dropped a letter on Chris's lap.

"To torment you further, sign that treaty making Silver Pack a subordinate to you. Of course, we'd be as

rebellious as Black Rose." She winked at me.

Did she just ? My heart raced furiously.

Chris looked at me, then back at the treaty. "No!"