Page 12 of Rejected By the Alpha King

Inside me, my wolf howled mournfully. I’d upset our mate. Closing my eyes, I tried to push her down. Try as I might, I still couldn’t talk her out of this stupid mate bond. I didn’t really know how wolves chose their mates, but she’d picked a terrible one. As far as I knew, there was no way to change the mating, but that didn’t stop me from trying. Obviously, my wolf had lost her mind.

He didn’t want an apology, so I didn’t give it. I just waited to see what the hell he wanted.

“I think it’s time we talk about what you owe this pack. What you owe me.”

My veins ran cold, and for the first time, I met his gaze head-on. My wolf dove deep inside of me until all I could feel was her fear, but I didn’t let her control me. Jax’s words echoed another’s.

My fathers.

He nearly killed me. If Jax wanted something from me, he was going to discover that I wasn’t just going to roll over and give it to him. Not this time.

“My father’s crimes are not mine,” I said steadfastly.

“Once again, I point out where you are. Did I not rescue you from him? I could have killed you that night. There are those who questioned my leadership for not ending your life.

Instead, I gave you a chance here.”

“I earned my keep. Fanged Smile is your most profitable restaurant. Parker said so. Do you think he did that? He spent most of his time drinking with the customers. You think Danny does that? He spends his days tormenting me and riling up everyone else to torment me. I came up with the new menu. I called the distributors. I marketed this place, and I’m the one who does all the paperwork. I don’t get a paycheck, and now I don’t get to keep my tips. I’ve worked from open to close every single day since you put Danny in charge. I owe you nothing.”

Jax raised an eyebrow, but I didn’t stop. I was done being a tool. “You don’t want me here? I am more than happy to leave. You want something from me? Don’t play games. Just tell me.”

“Parker complained relentlessly about that mouth of yours. I guess you’ve grown a spine.”

There was that strange ache again. Odd that I would miss someone.

“I haven’t grown anything. You just didn’t bother to get to know anything about me before you abandoned me here. What do you want?”

“Tell me about Wisteria Wood.”

The bluster went out of me, and I jerked my gaze to the floor.

Anna, you have to run. Right now.

Shit.

“I’ve heard of the name….”

“Don’t bullshit me, Anna, or you’ll discover just how fucking merciful I’ve been,” he growled. “I know you disappeared from your father for six months. He left a trail of bodies trying to get you back, some of them mine. Wolves I was supposed to protect. I also know that he retrieved you from Wisteria Wood. You will tell me what you know.”

Jax hadn’t shown up because of an alarm or because of reports that I was trying to escape. He’d already been on his way here. That was the only explanation on how he’d gotten here so fast.

He’d been on his way here, at four o’clock in the morning, to wake me up and grill me on Wisteria Wood. That meant whatever Jax wanted from Wisteria Wood, it was damn important.

“Wisteria Wood is home to the most powerful coven in the region, the Darkwyn coven.

There are no roads big enough for vehicles. Rogue shifters call Wisteria Woods home, at least those powerful enough to survive the magic seeped into the trees and ground. The witches let them live because they make it impossible for anyone stupid enough to try to get there. My father was a killer and a liar. If he said he found me in Wisteria Wood, it was to serve his own needs.”

“He’s not my only source of information.”

Great. So either Jax had been working for a while on getting as much information as he could about Wisteria Wood, or the few who knew I’d been there blabbed their mouths.

Neither of those options was good for me. The last thing I needed was every wolf to know I could get them to Wisteria Wood.

Most packs housed one solitary witch. Any more than that, and the pack became a turf war. There wasn’t a huge need for witches. At least, not anymore since most of the packs were at peace. Because of that, shifters didn’t bother traversing through Wisteria Wood.

Only witches wanted to get to Darkwyn coven.

The world was full of magic. Most suspected that magic to be the source of shifters themselves, but witches closely guarded magic. Some of the solitary ones were attached to packs and clans. Symbiotic protection. Some tried to disappear into the human world, but the most powerful witches were isolated in impossible-to-reach compounds.

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