Chapter 445
94 – Elara
I am not about to mince words when Marietta gave me the give of honesty from Elders who have clearly been trained to block my Alpha command.
I look Walter in the eyes, he is angry, but has a droopy tilt to his mouth. He can feel the magic that will force him to answer me. The Elders have not liked the idea of the coven being on our territory, let alone being allowed to live in the packhouse, when they aren’t allowed to live in the packhouse.
“Was my father in on the plan to sell me?”
Walter is fighting it, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. I look to the other Elders and ask the same question. Copyright 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember
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“No, Alpha. He was not aware of that part of the treaty.” Reuben finally answers. I can feel the hate and anger washing off of Walter. “I will not keep this from her Fenwick. We swore an oath to help the Alpha protect this pack. Our deal did not go according to plan and now innocence is being harmed. You of all people should understand.
I look between the two of them. What the hell are they talking about?
“Keep that question in the back of your head, focus on what is happening now.” My wolf chides. I can’t be mad either. There is so much bullsh*t going on with too many questions and not enough answers.
“So, he was a part of some of that negotiation?” I rub my forehead and stand up, I need to pace. Even with a truth tonic, they are going to talk in circles. “Start from the beginning, and leave nothing out. What was this negotiation? Why were any of you in negotiations? How does the land on the Southwestern border come into play? Silas looks at me with pity. “We are a small pack Alpha. We always have been, and that suited us for a very long time. Surrounding packs have moved forward more quickly and began to expand. Our pack and simple way of life was under threat.”
“What threat?” My voice raises. “That word keeps coming out of your mouths, but no one is telling me
what the actual threat is
growl:
fist my hands at my sides. I want to punch and strangle these men, but that won’t help me get answers.
“The threat of being taken over and absorbed, child.” Walter growls.
“What the f*ck do you think is happening right now?! Whatever you three did, it is causing the very thing you say you were trying to prevent. Tell me about the negotiation.”
“After several smaller attacks to gain some of our territory, a witch came to us and said she could help us protect our borders without burning out our border patrol and it would be mutually beneficial. Reuben says “Her coven was located in a city about a day’s drive from us, but was being decimated. They wanted a
place in our Southern forest and
would help ward our borders so we could all cohabitate.”
“What does that have to do with Elara being mated to another guy?” Ben growls out.
“A simple combining of families to solidify the agreement. Humans and Packs do it
all the time to broker deals and treaties.” Walter snaps.
“But you didn’t tell my father that part?” I question.
“They didn’t have a male heir at the time and there was nothing they could do if you found your mate before they had someone.” Walter shrugs.
“They obviously think differently.” Sebastian flexes his arms although Reuben hasn’t moved or said a thing since he sat down. He also didn’t fight when we gave them the serum. “Did you give them the land on the border?”
“We gave them a trial year.” Reuben
says solemnly. “They were to construct their wards, and if they proved effective we would let them move onto the land. We had no use for it. It is near the water’s edge, but the terrain is hard to build on and our wolves were not fond of being there anyway.”