You Rejected A Silver Wolf

Chapter Hundred and Fifty-One - Logan's Mate

Jaden's POV

Ralph always wanted me to answer to him, share my thoughts with him, and still take whatever advice he gave me.

And honestly, I didn't have a problem with it. It was always nice to have someone who wanted to know what went on in your mind.

As I grew up and kept most of my thoughts to myself, having been surrounded by stern uncles, it was freeing to be expressive. However, Ralph would never share. He could at times, but at the end of the day, he was only answerable to himself.

"He should go wherever, as long as he returns safely and lets me scold him for 'running off without telling me where he's off to,"" I scoffed.

I was close to my border, and just as I came out from the tree path toward the path to my pack, a figure sped toward me, stopping behind me.

"Ralph?" I turned.

"Who the frack is that?" It was Liam. He was still around? I hid him from the path to my pack so no one would sense him. "Shouldn't you be home?"

He laughed nervously. "I know I didn't add that I ran away from him to see my father, but yeah, I did, so I can't just waltz back home."

"Till you see him?"

"No, I did see him. But till I'm ready to be locked up for months and never see this part of the world again," Liam rapped, sighing afterward.

He was a daredevil, traveling all by himself. He's an adult, but I'd still be worried for him.

"Why didn't you just tell your mom you needed to see your dad? She'd have understood."

He cackled. "You'd think so. I don't even know why they broke up, but something big happened. I guess I know why now."

"What?" I got inquisitive.

"Well, whatever is greater than love in this world? Power! My dad wanted power, so he left his mate and son to create his own pack!"

There was so much bitterness in his tone. And his mother was Logan's mate? Why on earth did he leave his mate for power?

And then let my mother kill his new sons? He was crazy and not ready to be a father. Truly, Chris was right-he was power-hungry. I should keep him away from my mate. My eyes went to my injured shoulder, and I wondered how long I'd stay alive. "Your dad poisoned me. I have a few days to live now."

Liam, who hadn't been concentrating, snapped his head at me. "A few days to live? You?"

Why did it sound like he didn't believe me?

I wanted to take off my shirt so he'd see it, but he stopped me. "I can smell the blood and poison. We Lycans have a good sense of smell."

"So why didn't you believe I'm dying?"

"Cause you're not!" he interjected humorously. "The poison kills within hours, and you've had it for a day. Your body is slowly dispensing it, that's all."

Could that be true? I looked at the injury, and with my wolf vision, I saw that a small part of the tissue was growing back. But only a small part.

Camilla stopped the bleeding, but the poison kept on spreading-way faster than the tissue was healing. I had good chances of dying.

"Well, whatever happens, I'd like to do the best I can before then."

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"Yeah, yeah. But guess what?" Liam grinned.

It reminded me of Ralph's earlier 'guess what,' which opened me to knowing Beatrice was from Red Moon.

"What? I'm bad at guessing."

"I heard from some wolves that my bad father, Logan, actually had sons from other women!"

He was excited about that? "I'm pretty sure it should be 'raped' other women to get sons."

His facial expression changed to disgust. "What? Why'd anyone do that?"

"I shouldn't tell you, but a son of your father was born from rape. Anyway, like their father, most of his sons turned bad and were killed."

Liam's shoulders dropped lower and lower as I spoke each sentence. "I didn't know."

Of course, he was the most normal of all the sons, to some extent, judging as he had his biological mother and she was actually mated to his father, not raped.

"Really, just forget everything about Logan and live your life. He's not worth having memories with."

Liam nodded. "I learned that the hard way. After I pushed him down the hill, he tried to kill me, but I didn't want to fight him, so I ran back."

I remembered I didn't get to thank him for saving Rihanna when my arm didn't let me run faster. "Sure. And thank you for helping."

"Certainly didn't do it for that Alpha. I did it for your sake. I don't like Silver Wolves. Either they are proud or mysterious. Worse are both!"

I have heard that Lycans and Silver Wolves didn't mix. The Silver Wolf's barrier does a great deal to them. "Don't worry. Rihanna is better."

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He rolled his eyes, then looked at my pack. "I don't think you want them sensing me."

"They'd be alarmed after I just got hurt by one of your kind. Also, my younger brother is quite possessive." I snickered.

Liam's eyebrows furrowed. "Well, lucky him. I grew up alone, so I played with natural wolves. They were the only ones who got my rage."noveldrama

It may look like I'm lucky but... maybe I saw. "Your rage?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I was hot-tempered growing up. My mom made me realize the rage was my wolf's and said I should let him vent instead of caging it."

Was that what I should do with mine instead of fighting with him all the time?

"When your wolf vents, he kills others, right?"

Liam nodded. "Lots of times, so I do it when there's someone to kill. Most times, it doesn't go as planned, and I'm locked up. It's cool though."

By saying 'it's cool though,' I could tell his type of lock-up was more like being grounded, with normal love and care from his family.

Mine, whenever my mom wasn't around, was locked in a dark room or tied in a forest.

Till my wolf stopped being rash, I had to suffer that. I had no help in fighting my demons.

"Okay, Liam. How about you return to your little motel? I need to rest."

He ran off but came back again. “Sure, bro. And yes, I'm anointing you my big brother." He sped off again.

I stared at the place he left before a smile crept to my lips. "This kid is really another Jake."