Dispensable
Chapter Twelve – Dispensable
Rihanna’s POV
Stubborn goats. Goats could even be tamed. I glared at the two young girls in front of me with disdain and regret. Why didn’t I leave them to be shredded by the Black Rose warriors when they tried twice to attack them?
“Camilla and Beatrice,” I called their names. Camilla raised her head, but Beatrice still looked down, fuming with anger and bloodthirst.
“This is the last time my silver wolf and I are going to risk ourselves to save your two asses. I told you–leave the Black Rose Pack alone!”
Beatrice revolted. “They killed our team!”
“You were trying to kill their Delta!” Dara roared back. Beatrice advanced toward her, but she stood her ground, staring Beatrice down.
“You and your hunters dared attack a pack–you should know you stand no chance!” Dara ranted on.
Camilla pulled Beatrice back, and they both looked up at me like two dogs being scolded for breaking a vase. An expensive vase.
“You two should never play such an expensive game again. I’m undercover here and shouldn’t be rushing into that pack!” I pointed at them.
“If you want revenge, we need to build a lair. Gather as many warriors as we can find and form a fortress. Not mindless attacks.”
Dara came forward as I shared the last idea. “I know a hidden fortress. It was supposed to be the hiding place of my clan.”
“And last I knew, your clan is dead, so it wasn’t hidden enough.” Beatrice smirked, glaring at Dara.
Camilla nudged her, and she looked away.
“Yes, we never got there. It was far, and those warriors caught up to us–warriors from your pack!” Dara fumed, glaring at Beatrice,
Beatrice glared back, and a sigh escaped my lips. When two enemies see themselves in a similar situation, would they work together, or not? Dara and Beatrice were perfect examples.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around why Red Moon would send hunters to silence a Black Rose Delta inside his own pack. Who’d imagine these powerful packs had conflicts between them? Petty conflicts, as they sent mere hunters, not warriors, to do the job.
“I think I know what we should do. Dara, how far is the fortress from here?”
She smiled, seeing that I was buying into her idea. “It’s south of the Red Moon Pack, but it can’t ever be seen–trust me.”
Beatrice and Canalla rolled their eyes in unison.
“That can work, as long as it’s far from the Black Rose Pack.” I exhaled, packing my items into my bag.
I didn’t want anyone seeing me. Ray was close to Jake Justin, and I didn’t want him knowing my status. It was better that way. I’d also be really embarrassed to meet Jake Justin as a homeless rogue girl, crying because she was rejected by her mate. I’d recovered
from that.
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It was better if these packs saty me as Your Silver first, before Rihan. It was also good that rumors had spread, claiming I’m male. Funny.
“Are we going to drop our revenge on the Black Rose Pack and head a dirty fortress?” Beatrice broke my thoughts.
Both Dara and Camilla, who were packing
as
well, paused and looked up at her.
“Well, yes. We’re rogues. We can’t be around a pack that’s known for killing rogues. We need a safe spot.” I answered.
She scoffed, making me feel offended. Why was she revolting? I saved her ass–what else did she want now?
“I can’t run away from a fight. You can if you want. Black Rose killed my team, my leader. I can’t back off. You shouldn’t either, Camilla.”
Camilla didn’t respond and continued packing her things into the bag with Dara, who continued as well.
“I guess you won’t, then? Fine. I’d like to see the face you’ll use to return to our Alpha. Or would you ever return?” Beatrice sighed.
I stomped to my feet. “Girl, you want to leave? Leave! I was there when your leader died, and he said he couldn’t return until the
mission was done.”
Her eyes widened. “You saw our leader? He was injured. Did you save him?” she asked. Camilla also looked at me, wanting to know.
I shook my head. “He was dispirited and thought he’d lost everything. He killed himself, but that’s fair.”
Beatrice clenched her fists. “Fair? You’re a freaking silver wolf! How couldn’t you save him, and you say it’s fair?”
Dara jumped from where she had been stooping to pack her items. “Don’t you dare yell at her! She saved your ass! Your leader was wasted already!”
Camilla turned to her and slapped her face. “That’s my brother you’re talking about there!” Her eyes were watery.
I shook my hands, anticipating a fight, but Dara only wiped her face and let out a painful laugh.
“So, should I pity you? Your warriors killed my brother too–my father, cousins. My sisters and people are slaves. Should I pity you?”
I looked at Dara as her pain coursed through her and into me. I couldn’t live with the guilt of not interfering, but I knew I wasn’t strong enough.
“Well, why didn’t your silver wolf stop them? Why didn’t-”
I slammed Beatrice into the wall, and she fell, shutting up. She scurried back, and Camilla and Dara stepped away as well.
My eyes were flaming orange. It wasn’t an ideal time to unlock Beta mode, but Beatrice was asking for it.
“You’re a Beta?” Dara muttered.
I pointed at Beatrice. “If you want to walk away? The f*cking do it! Don’t try to frustrate me! Do you think you’d survive if you
returned?”
finally understood why Red Moon sent hunters–they were dispensable.
“Your Alpha would have killed you to hide the truth. You wouldn’t have been honored, but some lies would be told about you.” I barked at her.
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All the while, she kept her head down. Perhaps she realized her mist kes, or my Beta aura subdued her.
“I’ll repeat–if you want to leave, leave. But I’m a silver wolf, and I will fulfill my prophecy, with or without you. I don’t need your sh*t spelled out.
She flinched as I spoke.
I turned to Dara and Camilla, and they went back to packing. “We’ll go to that fortress and make a base. First, we’ll recruit hunters
and omegas.”
Dara nodded and hurriedly packed the bags.
“Then we’ll stop those slave posts. Camilla, you know where it is, don’t you?”
She grinned and nodded slightly. “I’ll take you there at night. It’s a horrible place.”
Dara came forward with the bags.
“You’ll tear the packs apart from the inside, and they won’t know what hit them. Only the painful burn of silver will remain.”
I nodded to affirm her words. The hopes they had in me had to be fulfilled.
Beatrice rose from the ground behind me. “I’m sorry. I just need to avenge my innocent team that was used by my Alpha,” she said.
Camilla came forward with her and Beatrice’s bags. I slung my bag over my shoulder and handed Beatrice hers. “And they will be avenged.”
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