The Wolf King's Luna

CHAPTER 10

VANCE.

I storm through the mansion in anger, heading to the dungeons.

She accepted the rejection

How could she?

"Don't be a hypocrite," my wolf snarls. "You rejected her first. You threw away our mate for that… that thing. LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!"

He roars, hurting my head.

"I know!" I snap out loud. "I am going to fix this."

"How? She already accepted your rejection. She doesn't want us anymore. She is done."

"I will find her and apologize."

He responds with the equivalent of a snort.

"I will. I promise. I will apologize and fix all this and make her our Luna."

"If you think it is going to be that easy then you are even more of a fool than I thought."

I feel him go silent after that. Choosing to cloak his presence from me.

So dramatic.

Finally, I arrive at the dungeons and order the doors to the cells open.

The inhabitants rush to their feet upon seeing me.

"Alpha," they greet.

"You have one last chance to tell me what you did with Catherine. You are going to die of course but whether the rest of your family does too, depends on you lot."

It had taken a while but I had managed to track down the wolves who had something to do with Catherune's disappearance.

They reeked of her blood.

They denied it of course. Saying they hadn't seen her throughout the day.

The gall.

Lying to my face.

They all exchange looks before one of them steps forward and drops to his knees.

"We are so sorry Alpha. We were ordered."

"Ordered to do what?" I snarl.

"To beat her up. And then throw her into the lake. We thought she was dead."

It is like a bomb went off in my head.

"You tried to kill her?! Who? Who ordered that?"

A beat of silence.

"WHO?!"

The roar shakes the silver-coated bars of the cells, making them all drop to the floor.

"Ta-, Tammy, Alpha. She was the one who ordered it."

Oh, my goddess. This can't be happening. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"And you just did it?! You just killed someone, a member of your pack?"

At this point, I am screaming as I grab one of them by the collar and throw him straight onto the wall.

He drops down, dead. His body makes a very sizable indentation on the wall.

"Who does that?!" I rage.

"Alpha, please," the rest beg. "It is the way it has always been done."

"what? What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Before… during the previous Alpha's reign. He used to order the weakest to be culled."

"Culled?"

"Killed, Alpha."

What is happening?

I stare at the rest of the men in shock. They were warriors during my father's time. People I have always respected and they are telling me that they are… my goddess.

Without another word, I turn around and walk out.

Culled.

The weakest.

My pack.

Murderers.

I used to wonder when I was younger, why some people would just go missing all of a sudden and no one would seem to care.

My parents would just tell me some excuses, of how they chose to leave the pack.

I never wondered why it was the weaker ones. The poor ones. They had zero resources or income. Or friends. How could they survive on their own?

Just how many people are aware of this travesty?

I barge into the room, startling Tammy from whatever fucked up self-care routine she is doing.

"Oh my-, Vance! You sc-" Her words are cut off by the bruising grip of my hands on her neck.

"Vance. Vance, you are choking me. Stop," she gasps as she hits my hand, trying to get me to loosen my grip.

No dice.

"What. Did. You. Do?" I growl out at her, my wolf's voice mixing with mine.

"Vance, please."

Her face is starting to turn blue and her veins are even more prominent.

With a disgusted snarl, I fling her to the floor.

"Start talking," I demand as I stand over her menacingly.

"About what?" she cries, looking like an aggrieved victim.

"About Catherine."

The name drops like lead in the silence. Her whole body sizes up and I can just hear her vicious brain thinking her way out of this.

"Catherine? What about her? Have you found her?"

"Don't fuck with me, Tammy. I am not in the mood."

"I just didn't understand, why-"

I reach down and grab her by the hair.

"Start talking."

"Okay, I sent her away. I sent her packing. I was worried she would try something and I -"

"STOP LYING TO ME!" I roar as I fling her across the room.

She tumbles across the furniture before hitting the framework of the bed and dropping to the floor.

"Last chance Tammy," I say as I stalk over to her

She scrambles to her feet and away from me, terror in her eyes.

I can understand that. I have never, ever lost my temper. I am always the cool, calm, and collected one.

This rage is a new thing for me.

Probably why I can't seem to control it.

I squat down to her level and look her dead in the eye.

"What happened to Catherine ?"

Whatever she is seeing in my face finally convinces her that I am not fucking around.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I am sorry Vance, please," she continues pleading as she grabs my leg.

I am disgusted with her. With my pack.

And with myself.

How could I have been so blind? So stupid.

U scoff in derision.

"I am an idiot," I say. "A big, colossal idiot."

"Vance…"

"How did you know?"

"What?"

"About that disgusting practice."

She looks up at me in fear, still trying to deceive me.

"You will respond when I ask a question."

"My father. He was Beta for your father. I heard them both discuss it a few times."

"And you decided to carry on the tradition."

My Luna, ladies and gentlemen.

"I thought you would be what was best for the pack. A strong northerly figure. But instead, you are just a killer. The goddess knew what she was doing when she paired me with Catherine," I say as I turn around to leave.

"No. No, that's not true. Vance, where are you going?"

"Where else? To look for my mate."