Chapter 47
Rafe
There was blood everywhere. I had tried to stop it. I hadn’t wanted to fight. I didn’t want war on these lands but all the same, we had to fight. I would grieve every single wolf that I had to kill. All these rogues had no idea what they were doing. They were either entranced by magic or they had no say per an Alpha order. One of these men was the Alpha. It wasn’t Damian. He had no wolf in him. But I fought my way to him. The horde of bodies grew thicker as I tried my damnedest to get to him. He simply grinned as more men fell at his feet but it didn’t matter. He sent more to their deaths.
“Face me!” I screamed through the thunderstorm raging around us.
He danced away like a puppet. “You haven’t proven yourself yet.”
“My father didn’t tell you he was your uncle because he didn’t want to hurt you,” I ducked out of the way of a knife going right for my throat.
Damian chuckled. “I don’t care about Cane Crimson. I have never cared about him.”
“Then what is all of this about?” I screamed as I avoided a punch.
“This is about your wolf and how it should have been mine.”
Rain ran in rivulets through my hair and down the back of my neck. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You’re insane.”
“You should watch your mother kill herself and see how it changes you. Watch how the men constantly abused her. They took what they wanted from her over and over again and then they left her. You should watch your mother go through that.” He grinned. “In fact, that’s a great idea. I heard she’s on her way here right now.”
Of course, he had his witches and wolves spread out along the Pack Land. There was only so much that could be done. There were only so many wolves that could fight. I couldn’t find Jade through the hoard of bodies closing in around us but I could still smell her which was a good thing. Being officially mated would have helped tremendously. We would have been able to communicate telepathically. We would have been able to know where our other half was. Her wolf was faster than mine and I knew she could take care of herself but knowing the little details eased my mind.
Damian leaned against a tree. “Does it bother you that you two haven’t claimed one another?”
His question threw me off and I felt the claws of one of the rogues pierce through my hip. I bit out a hiss as I ripped around and tore his head from his shoulders. It flew through the air at an alarming speed and knocked into one of the other rogues.
Damian continued to talk. “Does it bother you that you will both die without that? You souls will be lost to each other for all time?”
“That is a myth,” I grunted as I dodged a bullet headed right for me.
“Is it though?” he asked. “I’m the one that was revived. Maybe I know a lot more about all of this than you do.”
“You were a baby,” I gutted another wolf.
“Knowledge is infinite, brother.”
“Stop calling me that,” I gritted out between clenched teeth.
“Why? We look alike don’t we and honestly, it’s my word against a deadman’s.”
“My father was an honorable man,” I flew across the space between us and pressed my claws against his beating heart. He took a deep breath but smiled all the same.
“I will never know,”
“You could have had a chance to be a part of this family. You threw all of that away. You decided being evil was more important than being a good man. You could have gotten to know Jade without hurting her. You could have tried to be something more than a monster.”
Damian looked down his nose at me. “That’s all I ever wanted to be.”
Pain lit up the back half of my body and whatever grip I had on the witch in front of me was gone.
