You Rejected A Silver Wolf
Danger

Chapter Fifty - Danger

Rihanna's POV

I watched as Jaden and his warriors returned. He was quite fun to be with and engaging, but I'd get over his company quickly.

Dara strolled toward me, making me look away from him.

"An Alpha coming to visit you and you serving him tea. Sounds like you've got a friend!"

Her hair was coiled, with the back half packed in a ponytail. She looked more girly, and I hoped she'd find a mate soon. At least she was moving closer to her happiness.

I shook my head at her earlier statement. "He wants me to be his friend, and why not? I'm the latest Alpha around," I bragged.

Dara knew me and only rolled her eyes. We walked together back into the room.

In her hands was a scroll, bound with horsetail, one peculiar to Black Hills, I noticed.

"Did you go shopping while at Black Hills?"

She frowned in confusion before looking at her hands and realizing what I meant.

"Oh, this?" She hid it behind her and shook her head. "I didn't. How could I?" she chuckled.

That wasn't convincing at all, but I didn't ask more. She wouldn't have had enough time to beat Vanessa and go shopping. She may have picked it up while there.

"Also, this scroll holds the prophecy's half part. I found it three days before we stormed Black Hills, and it's interesting...."

Suddenly, there was a loud ringing of a bell throughout the building.

It was Camilla's alarm, alerting that there was danger she couldn't handle and needed backup-me.

I snarled, annoyed that such danger was threatening my pack a few hours after one had already threatened my life. It seemed my new co-alphas didn't like me at all and weren't interested in liking me. I honestly shared the same sentiments. "Dara, I'll get back to that interesting part of the prophecy. Let me handle the present, okay?" I said to her and ran to the border.

"Sure, will you need some help?" she asked. I didn't answer; she knew I wouldn't.

I tried not to shift in case I'd be needed to talk to this danger before leaving them lifeless. Lana was boiling and running with might. Then my mind link was tugged at. "Camilla, I'm on my way. Hang in there," I pleaded.

"Chill, Alpha. I just needed you to come out and see this. It isn't much of an emergency," she replied with a relaxed tone.

She wasn't fighting any seven-foot monster that was trying to leave her lifeless? And it wasn't an emergency?

"What's going on then?" I didn't reduce my speed and focused on getting to the border.

"Chill, first," Camilla said again in a calm tone.

I got to the hill where I could see the border and beyond. Looking down, I saw Camilla with two horses and two figures atop them.

They looked like a couple with matching outfits. Were they deploying to my pack with all those luggage?

I couldn't tell who they were, nor could I identify their scents, but they radiated powerful energies-one a Beta and the other of warrior rank.

A cute combination, like my parents.

"Lana, let's meet them," I urged her. She seemed unwilling.

"Your parents," was all she said. I wondered if it was because of what I thought of the cute combination.

"Yeah, like my parents," I repeated.

"No, they are your parents, Rih. What do they want here?" she whimpered.

I narrowed my eyes at the figures. I couldn't see their faces at all.

"They'd better not be here to scold me. They lost their parental rights three years back," I muttered as I came down the hill.

"What are my parents doing here, Camilla?" I asked her through the mind link, making my presence known amongst the visitors.

Camilla bowed as I came closer, moving away to give me a path to them. But I stopped far off.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

Camilla raised her head questioningly and frowned at me. Why? I had told her how my parents didn't support me. She didn't expect me to cry and hug them, did she? "We came to see you, Rihanna," my mother spoke.

Her voice was croaky and had lost its softness. She must have been sick for a long time. I didn't care... much.

"Sent by your King? You still bow for him, don't you?" I faced my father.

My case with him was more than his negligence of me; it was the disrespect he allowed himself to face when with Alpha Wayne.

He brought down his hoodie, and I stared into his brown eyes-one of the numerous things I inherited from him. His forehead had more wrinkles and was saggy.

I felt it was too much for just three years. Hadn't they lived in happiness and luxury?

"Rihanna, we came on our own your mother and I. Alpha Wayne let us, and his son, Chris, granted us permission to deploy here..."

"Hold your horses!" I heard Dara yell from behind me. She tagged along?

I snapped my head back to my parents and squinted my eyes. "Deploy to my pack?"

"The craziest thing I've heard," Dara concurred.

I nodded. Camilla frowned at her and pulled her to the side to let my parents and me talk. But I had nothing to say.

"No! So your dead daughter comes back to life, makes it big, and you're interested in her life? No!"

"Honey, we made mistakes in the past due to our "

"What? Immaturity? Bias? Blindness? Not interested in whatever excuse. You gave support to Ray but not me. I was all I had!" I barked. My emotions were beginning to pour out, and I didn't want that. I pointed out. "Leave. Tell Chris I reject you. I house slaves, not bad parents." They were speechless, and so was Lana. What did she expect? Could she even bear to see those people bask in her greatness? "Fine," my mother swallowed hard. "We'll leave." She looked down.

Good. I folded my hands and waited for them to move.

"But we also came with some information that could help you steer your future the right way. So far, I don't think-"

"You don't think she's steering her future the right way? Exactly, starting with the mom talk," Dara butted in, walking toward me.

My mom couldn't be serious. My future was made by me. Steering wrong or right was my doing. She had no say.

"You should leave first. I've got me," I pointed out again.

My father held my mother and pulled her to himself. "Rihanna, your mother and I are sorry. We understand your anger and will leave." "Comforting," Dara mocked. Camilla dragged her toward her again and smacked her lips.

My parents turned around and were about to leave before Camilla stopped them again.

I glared at her. She shouldn't try bringing those people into my life. I was better without them.