You Rejected A Silver Wolf

Chapter Hundred and Thirty-Eight - Lycan in Them

Rihanna's POV

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

My mind didn't catch on at first, but I slowly processed his words. What now? I moved away from the boy.

Was this a joke? Logan wasn't his father.

"What do you mean?" I had to ask.

"My grandmother was killed by her brother. That was Logan. We went back to him since he's the last family we had," the boy explained.

Okay, that wasn't good news. My heart didn't pound any slower. So, they were related to Logan?noveldrama

And his nephew was basically standing right in front of me? What if I killed him now to spare myself any future issues? Would that be reckless?

I grew a great amount of hate for the boy at that moment. "Do you know what telling me all this would do to you?"

"I'm being open to you because I have no choice. Logan doesn't care about me, so it's not like you can leverage that information," he admitted.

True. He was truly alone, no matter what.

"So that's why you followed him," I scoffed. "Your warrior-your sister's mate, exactly -said Logan had promised you power."

His expression softened when I mentioned his sister. "For warriors who aren't family, the collaboration with Logan will give them power."

Stupid. It wouldn't have produced anything.

Logan wanted all werewolves dead, and they were werewolves. Everything had been a lie, and they died for nothing.

Who knew why he even killed his sister? It could have been for one twisted reason or another.

"Don't blame the Black Rose Alpha for your father's death. Blame your grandmother who birthed him. Was her mate a werewolf?"

"Yes."

The answer stunned me.

I looked up, hoping to catch a glimpse of the Moon Goddess. What was she thinking, mating a Lycan and a werewolf?

"Whatever." I hid my shock. "You aren't as strong as a Lycan or hold any wolf rank. You should do something about it."

He made a small bow. "Since it seems you are accepting my pathetic ass into your pack, I'll do my best."

I smirked. "You better."

As he left, I had conflicting thoughts on whether to tell the other Alphas that he was related to Logan or leave it be.

Either way, it meant he had a Lycan inside of him. It would be weaker than it was in his father, but it was still there. Could it cause future problems?

"Lycans weren't born evil, you know? They're just usually evil," Lana informed.

"Oh please, all the wolves related to anything Lycan I know have been nothing but trouble," I retorted, still watching the boy leave.

But this boy could be killed if I said anything. And he had lost so much already.

"And was his sister, Mi Vida, a Lycan's firstborn but still weak? Lycans aren't born evil or strong. They grow into it," Lana added.

I nodded, consoling myself with that thought. This boy might find something useful to do with his life.

I didn't even think battle was for him. He might make a better spy. "Okay. That was by the way."

I shuffled through the reports and letters I needed to check on my table. They were usually few since Beatrice handled the majority.

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One of them—a freshly delivered letter-caught my attention. I knew it was freshly brought in as it hadn't accumulated dust like the others.

My mind link got tugged on as I picked it up to read. "Yes, Beatrice?"

"So, what do we do with Mi Destino?" she asked.

My brows raised, both at the first thing I saw on the letter and my mind wondering who the hell Mi Destino was.

"Mi Destino? Mi Vida's brother?" I enquired from Beatrice. Where did they get such names from?

"Yes. What category should we put him under?"

"Well, I have no plans of building his strength, so let's see if we could build his smarts. Hmm?" I replied to Beatrice.

A part of me wondered if I should be open and make Beatrice understand he had Lycan blood.

But I didn't know how she'd react, especially since a Lycan had messed around with her son.

"Okay then." She didn't probe further and cut the connection.

I left my seat, pacing around while holding up the letter in my hands. Who could have

sent me this trashy thing with spelling errors?

"Let my father go or face the wrath of Fuerza!"

I could ignore the weird name I saw, but I had to ponder who this Fuerza was.

And his father? Who the heck was he?

If I should write back, I didn't even know where to address the letter. I brought the paper to my nostrils and breathed it in.

There was a stench of animal waste and dust, like it hadn't been used for long despite its clean appearance.

"Dara, these letters were dropped by messengers, right? Was there one you couldn't recognize?" I immediately mind-linked her.

"Um... I don't know these messengers, so I don't recognize all of them," she replied immediately.

"No, like..." I rephrased. "All messengers wear uniforms that relate them to a pack. Was there a messenger that looked suspicious?"

There was a ten-second silence from her side. "Not sure. I don't really take notice of them."

I sighed, folding the letter and tossing it away.

"The only thing I noticed was the Black Hills messenger changed," Dara added.

I tilted my head. "They changed?"

From all my years there, they had always been a group that groomed messengers-a group of girls only. That was the only time Black Hills valued their females.

"Yeah, I don't think it's anything important, though. It was usually a female, but today, it was a male. That's all," Dara chuckled.

Wait, that was wrong. For years, the messengers had always been female. Sometimes, they acted like spies.

A male finally joining would either be commendable or derogatory, as all males in Black Hills aspired to be warriors.

"Did he wear the uniform? I'm asking because I saw a strange letter here, and so far, there's no actual letter from Black Hills themselves."

I felt Dara become tense as she hummed. "I really didn't take note. He was a cute one, but I didn't notice his outfit."

"It's alright then. Thank you, and please be careful," I said, switching off the mind link. Whoever this Fuerza was, he should meet me face to face so I'd know what he's talking about.

And he had a wrath to show me? The impudence! May it not be another Logan.