You Rejected A Silver Wolf

Chapter Hundred and Thirty-Seven - Weak Wolf

Rihanna's POV

Dara just reported sending all the letters to the Alphas of our kingdom.

It was my first handwritten letter to them they better appreciate my effort and time.

I added a little bit to Jaden's, like a "how are you?" and a report on Hunter, but I hoped he saw the letter as the matter of urgency it was.

Camilla marched into the courtroom and bowed. "The boy, brother of Mi Vida, is feeling better now. He's outside. Should he come in?"

I nodded, quite uncomfortable with her being formal, but it was how she should act when there was a visitor around.

The boy crawled into the room, looking left and right. His eyes darkened when they landed on me, and he balled his fists.

"Your whole family is dead!" I announced, leaving my throne. "It's my pleasure to tell you."

Camilla bowed again and walked out of the courtroom, closing the door behind her.

The boy's fists unclenched, and he gawked at me in disbelief. "My mother?" he mouthed.

"Yes, dead." I smirked. "Normally, I'd feel guilty for making you an orphan, but your mother made lots of pups orphans. Would have made more."

My ears picked up his rapid breathing and the sound of his claws emerging from under his skin.

Since my fight with those rogues, I believed Lana had improved and so had I. More perks came to light.

"How dare you hurt my family and keep me prisoner?" he fumed.

"I could keep you dead if you want. Only, I feel you're still innocent and will be useful if groomed properly." I walked toward him.

He was flexing his hands, preparing to strike me. "I will not be under the pack of the murderer of my family," he seethed.

"Please, who needs you in my pack? You can be useful in many ways-messenger, spy, anything that doesn't leave you dead." I sighed.

His face reddened at my derogatory words, and he swiped across my face with his claws.

I dodged it with a grin, and he swiped again almost immediately with the other hand.

I would say he was trained by warriors with his level of precision, but it would always be lacking when with me.

As he charged at me again, I initiated my barrier, and he bounced, hitting himself on the wall.

His eyes rolled back, then became normal again. Was he passing out with just that? He was truly a weak wolf.

"You can't even fight and defend your family. What good can you do for me?" I mocked.

He rose to his feet again, looking downcast.noveldrama

"And now, I'm not bullying you. Your father did that to me a lot, and I hated it. I'm only telling you the truth—"

"The wolf that killed my father," he interrupted my speech. Wouldn't that be Jaden?

The boy looked into my eyes. "If you help me kill the wolf that killed my father, I'll serve you and be forever grateful to you."

There were two seconds of silence between us before I broke into a guffaw of laughter. My response shattered the boy's hope.

I should kill Jaden for him? "Who do you think you are that I'd go against the Alpha of Black Rose for you?"

He hung his head down and sniffed. "Please..."

"Stop! Don't even beg me because it's out of the question!" I shouted.

"He is your enemy. Why aren't you fighting against him?" he sniffed loudly.

My enemy? Maybe he didn't see who saved me the day he and his group attacked, but Jaden had never been my enemy.

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As a rogue, his pack was one place I didn't want to openly offend because they had ignored me and Jake was Ray's friend.

Matters were even better now that he was my mate.

“Look, I'm not fighting any Alpha because of a wolf that can't measure up to a warrior for me. Train yourself and go try." I jeered.

What a nuisance! He was totally of no use to me.

"Black Rose was a pack who didn't accept us when we were unfortunate. They killed my father, and now, I'm all alone," he broke down in tears.

Should I be moved by this? He didn't need support when he felt alone I didn't.

"He isn't you! You had me! I doubt his wolf can run a mile without dying," Lana commented.

Was she feeling pity for him? "What am I to do with him then? I wanted to give him a better life outside of the rogue nonsense, but I don't know."

"Ask him where he's from. All rogues have a story. If his father needed acceptance from Black Rose, then there's a story!" my wolf replied.

And who cared about the story? Not me. But Lana was adamant.

As the boy stooped to the ground, crying in all his helplessness, I stayed beside him.

"Can you tell me why your father wanted Black Rose's acceptance?" I grumbled.

Wiping his wet face, he sniffed and swallowed down saliva. "My father had Lycan blood. He felt that Black Rose's Alpha would accept him."

I shifted away from the boy. His father had Lycan blood? Didn't that mean he had it too?

"Your father was Lycan?" Were these things everywhere?

To think I'd been challenging Lycans ever since I was a rogue.

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"No, he had it in him but wasn't full Lycan. You know, like a hybrid of werewolf and Lycan. It was his grandmother who was Lycan."

I hadn't thought of female Lycans. They must be the most sought after to be killed since they bear these terrors.

And a werewolf-Lycan hybrid was still a wolf-but probably the most confused of all wolves.

"Your father's Lycan must have been waiting to be awakened," I said.

The boy nodded. "But he was killed before that."

Kudos to Jaden for saving us from one more Lycan-Mi Vida's father was already an asshole.

"But why did your father think Black Rose would accept him into their pack?" I asked, wondering.

"Because his mother helped before. My mother used to say that the current Black Rose Alpha's mother made friends with some Lycans."

She did? What exactly was she thinking?

"So, my father assumed her son understood. Sadly, he only saw him as a threat. We had nowhere else to go," he sighed.

It felt quite unfortunate but whatever. "And your grandmother? Hope she's dead?"

"Yes. Killed by her brother," he answered.

"Oh, okay," I nodded. Family issues were normal everywhere.

"Now, I'm no longer surprised you guys made friends with Logan since he and your

dad had Lycan in them," I snickered.

And if Mi Vida's father was still alive, I bet he'd have joined Logan to annoy us.

The boy cleared his throat, leaving his stooping position. "Actually... Logan is our dad."

My mind didn't catch him at first-but I slowly did.

What now? I moved away from the boy.