Chapter 612
XADEN’S POV
I blinked at the fresh blood that had been splashed on my face, and once I opened my eyes, I saw her drop to her knees before landing on the floor.
I was seated transfixed, unable to believe what had just happened.
Silas came into the room. “Xaden, I just-
Silas abruptly stopped and looked down at the body lying before my feet.
“What in the bloody goddess,” Silas said as he walked over to where I sat.
He went down on his knees and turned her body.
She lay on her back, her eyes wide open and her throat slit.
“Sweet Goddess.” Silas gasped in shock, immediately stepping back.
Then he looked back up at me, the blood still plastered on my face.
“You look a mess.” He said and handed me a hankie from his pocket.
I caught it in my hand and wiped the blood off.
I cleaned my face properly as I rose from the seat and paced the bedroom.
“Her throat is slit,” Silas remarked as he examined her body further. “And from the way I’m looking at it, it was self-inflicted. Or perhaps did you-
“No, of course not,” I answered, exasperated.
He gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“I was only asking. Just wanted to be sure. This is the second suicide we have had today.”
“All tracing to my question about Hunter and my sister,” I said, and covered my mouth as I tried to think.
“She was fine when I brought her. And most of all, we tried everything but torture to get her to speak. But she never did.” Silas said.
I shook my head. “No, this was different. It was as though she had the message meant for me.”
“What?” Silas said, ” I’m lost.
I walked to the window and looked at the dark clouds.
It was already night, and the rain was still pouring heavily.
“She said something about her only being able to give three questions. It didn’t make any sense.” I shook my head. “It was just like the other boy. The moment he saw me, he ran. But in her own case, the moment I mentioned Hunter, she went into survival mode. Like it was only a matter of time.”
“Sweet Selene,” Silas said.
“Kept on telling me she didn’t have any time. Before she could even answer the last question, she got up and slit her throat.” I said.
The room went quiet.
Silas sighed heavily. “Did you at least get answers?”
“Yes, I did,” I said, gritting my teeth.
At least now I knew that my sister had a clean hand in Jasmine’s setup.
My body raged in turmoil as I remembered the consequences of my questions.
How had I been so blinded not to see who she truly was?
Had no sympathy whatsoever to even watch Jasmine lose the child.
Her own nephew.
My daughter.
My wolf was furious.
I was breathing so heavily as my mind raced in full blooded rage.
I had been taken for a fool!
By none other than my own flesh and blood.
“There is magic here.” Silas pointed around. “Someone is using magic to destroy any traces of the truth.”
Anna had to have had a hand in this!
She was going to pay!
Dearly!
In accordance with the rules of the pack.
“I’ll get someone to take her body,” Silas said.
I said nothing.
Stood at the window watching the stars spark.
Mending my broken heart that had never in the first place even existed.
“I want to ask you something,” I said to Silas.
“Anything, my lord.” Silas nodded.
“In response to the letter I had sent. What was your answer to the question I had asked?” I demanded.
Silas was quiet. “Well, Xaden, we’ve been friends for a very long time. I don’t think you would want to hear me tell you this face-to-face.”
“Tell me, Silas,” I said with my eyes pressed.
I wasn’t a child who was supposed to have the truth hidden from him.
“In the letter.” Silas began. “I wrote what I had gathered. Jessica was not raised as an enslaved person. It was the reverse with both women. For whatever reason, most likely because she was an
Silas chose his words very carefully. “Illegitimate child. Well, that must have been the reason why they hated her.”
“And her mother?” I asked.
He shook his head. “No one knows where she came from. She appeared one day, heavily pregnant, that’s what they remember. And he was in love with her.”
I couldn’t understand it.
If Bale was Jasmine’s father, despite being a bastard, then why did he hate her?
Hate her so much to treat her so terribly.
Especially when he allegedly loved her mother.
It made no sense.
“And Jessica?” I raised a brow.
He shook his head. “They don’t like her here. They said she was spoiled rotten. No one could tolerate her.”
I felt weak to my bones despite being Alpha.
“In fact Silas said and then paused
“In fact, what?” I turned around.
“Are you sure you want to hear this?” He asked me. “There would be no going back if you do.”
“Speak,” I said, wondering what other mess I had to hear.
He was very hesitant.
I could tell from his body language.
He walked up to me, and once he was standing before me, he said. “She must have changed. Perhaps she has.”
“Who has changed?” I frowned.
“Your sister.” He told me. “They said she was a bit of uhmmm Er
“Spit it out, Silas,” I demanded.
“A whore.” He said quickly.
I blinked at him in disbelief.
“She was frequently sleeping around.” He told me.
I leaned my back against the wall.
“But from what I’ve gathered, I doubt Jasmine ever met Hunter.” He said.
“Why?” I managed.
“They said Bale himself was scared of him and never let anyone see him,” Silas said.
I flared my nostrils.
I had heard enough.
I was going to handle Anna myself.