You Rejected A Silver Wolf
His Venting

Chapter Seven - His Venting

Chris's POV

A week passed.

The maid who ran to inform the Black Rose Pack had reached them within two days. It made me wonder-was she a spy and not just an ordinary maid? Why else would she think of reporting to another pack? There was an infamous rumor that the Black Rose Pack kept spies in the packs of their allies. They usually never involved themselves in matters of my pack, the Alpha King's pack, until recently when my father sought closer and better relations with them. Their only contribution to our pack so far had been allowing Rihanna to become Beta-and that had been ruined. This situation had my anxiety shooting through the roof.

"Chris, haven't you opened the letter?" My father's voice boomed through the hall. The letter from the Black Rose Alpha had been in my hands for hours, while my mind wrestled with how to bear the consequences of its contents. I placed it on the table. "No, I haven't." How could I? It could be a verdict to never approve me as Alpha King. The Black Rose had that kind of power.

My father stood close to me, his hand resting on my shoulder. "You are my son, but you mirror your mother all the time."

I raised my brow at his remark. What did he mean by that? I was nothing like her. Sighing, I tore the letter open and read it.

"The Alpha of Black Rose is straightforward," I mumbled, my forehead creasing. The Alpha had outrightly spelled out my fears, in a more demeaning manner than I had assumed. They declared that I wasn't worthy to be their Alpha King because I deemed myself unworthy of my mate and returned her to the moon goddess. The Alpha made it sound as though I had killed Rihanna.

My father glanced at the letter and a smirk appeared on his face. "Alpha Gail is quite blunt. She shouldn't forget her place."

I turned to him, confused. The Alpha of the Black Rose Pack was a woman? I turned back to the letter, rereading it. In the final part, she mentioned that her son would be coming to our pack. I rose from my seat and began heading toward the door. "Jake Justin will be arriving soon."

"To do what?" my father asked behind me.

"Another fear I had," I muttered. Jake Justin denouncing himself as the representative of the Black Rose Pack to us. The problems caused by Rih's death were piling up, and I wished things had happened differently.

"Alpha, there's a guest in the training room. He's with three warriors and is asking for you," a maid-Sasha's mother-hurried to tell me.

I quickened my pace, tightening my grip on the letter in my hand. The training room was filled with our young warriors, all gathered outside. "Where is he?" I asked one of them.

He bowed and pointed inside. "He's with Beta Ray. We were commanded not to enter."

A sigh escaped my lips as I slowly walked into the room, closing the door behind me.

"Well done, Alpha." Jake Justin's voice echoed in the empty room. He had the same mocking emphasis on "Alpha" that Rih had used that day.

I walked in with my head held high. I wasn't proud of my actions, but I wouldn't lose my respect or my right. "Welcome, Jake. It's a long journey from Black Rose to here. I wonder what the issue is?"

A smirk tugged at his lips, and he glanced at Ray, who was asleep, his head resting on a table. Ray had been in this pathetic state ever since her death.

"Well, I heard one of your Betas died and came to check on you. She was your mate, so I know how hard it must have been for you." He feigned a look of sympathy.

"I had rejected her, Jake. You're well aware of that."

He hummed. "Then I bet losing her doesn't hurt you. Even if she was your Beta. How do you think, oh Alpha King?"

I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to suppress the anger rising in me. I was hurt by her death, but Jake didn't know her, and he had no right to speak about it.

"And don't misunderstand me," he continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I barely knew her and would never get the chance, thanks to you. But Ray, I know him, and you're not worth his loyalty." "Okay, you will stop right there!" I pointed at him, my voice sharp.

He chuckled, stepping away from the table he had been leaning on. "Don't yell. You'll wake Ray. Let him sleep-you've tormented his life enough."

My eyes narrowed at him. He was clearly looking for an excuse to sever the alliance between our packs. I could feel it. A war between us would be devastating.

"Ray is on a break now," I said, trying to keep my composure. "He and his family will have time to mourn. I will be coronated next week, and I anticipate your cooperation."

"Of course, I'll cooperate," Jake said with a smug grin, "for Ray's sake. He needs a friend, someone who didn't kill his sister." He ran a hand through his hair.

I wondered if this was what he had been feeding Ray-convincing him that I was the murderer of his sister.

"Anyway," Jake continued, "I look forward to meeting the new Luna, someone who will be greater than a Beta. I'll take my leave now." He moved closer, leaning in as he spoke. "Oh, Alpha King."

He brushed past me and walked out the door. The mocking way he said "Alpha King" resonated strangely with the way Rih had spoken that day. Was this the haunting Ray said I'd face? It was eating me inside and out.

No matter what, the relationship between Black Rose and Black Hills had been tarnished. And it had nothing to do with Rihanna-it was all on me.

As I stepped out of the room, the young warriors gave me skeptical looks, some of them glancing over their bodies as if to check for injuries. I wondered why until I saw the flag of the Black Rose Pack bent over but not broken. Jake Justin had his own peculiar way of venting and making his point.

"Continue training. Leave your Beta to rest inside," I commanded, and they all bowed in agreement.

With heavy steps, I made my way back to the hall. My father's voice broke into my mind link, and I opened it to let him speak.

"Hurry to the hall now. Someone has volunteered to be your mate. Someone without a mate that you can relate to," he said.

My shoulders slumped with every word. I was getting an arranged mate just days after losing my true mate. I stopped the whining in my head and replied, "I'm on my way. But who is it, Father?"

"Sasha, my Delta's daughter."

My feet froze in place. Sasha was a maid's daughter. Her mother had found her mate only after working as a maid in our palace. She was the Delta's mate, but Sasha wasn't the Delta's daughter. What if Sasha, like her mother, found her mate late? Shouldn't she wait?

"Don't even think of refusing, Chris," my father's deep voice warned. "You can't be Alpha King without a mate. With the current issues, you can't reject this."

I nodded to myself and continued toward the hall. "Yes, Father. I accept Sasha as my mate."