Page 187 of The Alpha's Pen Pal

Sebastian smiled and patted his right hand, hitting just hard enough to move the bones around. Lennox winced and grunted, but Seb kept his hand there as he said, “And why’d you attack her?”

Lennox’s face grew angry, and his lip curled in a silent snarl. “Because she should have been mine. I knew all week she wasn’t, but it didn’t fully sink in until I had my hands on her. And then she had the gall to tell me I didn’t own her, and my lycan couldn’t take it anymore. He took control, and I couldn’t stop him.”

I gritted my teeth in frustration. That was why packs were so important. So lycans and werewolves were trained to keep their beasts from taking full control. And pack wolves had a better respect for the mate bond than lone wolves and rogues.

“So you know when her actual birthday is?” Seb asked, catching more in his words than I did.

I stood up straighter, waiting to hear his answer. It was one thing that had been on my mind because I needed to know the moon phase she was born under so I could mark her.

“I can’t tell you,” he gritted out, rolling his head around to push past the pain from our torture and him trying to speak through the command on him.

Disappointment rippled through me, but I didn’t let it show on my face. I wouldn’t let him see any emotions on my face.

“Why did you want to be with Haven so badly? Why did your parents and her parents push you two to be together?” I asked as Seb stood up and leaned against the wall.

“My parents told me if I could take her as my mate and mark her, I could lead my own pack as an alpha,” he explained.

I furrowed my brow at his words. “Why though? Why would that matter or make you able to be an alpha? She’s a human.”

He laughed. Tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling, and just laughed. Sebastian and I exchanged glances and waited until he was ready to talk, listening as his maniacal laughter rang through the room and bounced off the walls.

“You don’t even realize how lucky you are, don’t even understand how important she is. That you’ve been given a gift, a treasure, something truly special,” he said as he caught his breath and shook his head. “And you say I don’t deserve her,” he added under his breath. “At least I know what she is.”

I pounced on him, grabbing his neck and staring him down. My heart raced in my chest, and my brain went a mile a minute as I tried to understand what he meant.

“What do you mean? How is she so special?”

It made little sense. The doctor had confirmed she was human. That there was no trace of supernatural DNA in her blood.

He choked and sputtered, and his eyes bulged, red veins appearing in the whites. I loosened my grip on his neck, but the choking and sputtering continued.

“TELL ME!” I roared, shaking him as hard as I could.

“He’s been alpha commanded, Wes, remember? You’re going to kill him, and then we won’t learn what we need to know,” Sebastian reminded me.

I dropped my hands from his neck and stepped back. I cracked my neck as I inhaled and exhaled, focusing on the remnants of Haven’s scent on my body to settle the fire in my veins.

“There must be something you can tell me? Something I can work with? A clue or a hint?” I asked him.

He coughed and took his time to breathe. His face returned to its sickly pale hue from the purple it had turned while I had my hands on him, and he fought the alpha command.

His eyes moved between Sebastian and me, a calculating look on his face even though he was the one chained up and bloody. “If I give you what you want, what do I get out of it?” he asked.

My first reaction was to laugh. He wanted to bargain? But the truth was more important. And I knew what to offer him and how to word it.

“If you tell me, I won’t touch you anymore.”

Lennox smirked in triumph, and I stayed stoic and blank, letting him think he’d won.

“You already know,” he said hoarsely. “You’ve known your whole life. We all know the tales, the stories, the myths. And all our stories are based on a bit of truth.”

“The Goddess’s Tales,” Sebastian mindlinked me, even though I didn’t need him to tell me. I already knew what Lennox meant, what he was referring to.

I looked over at Lennox, taking in the state he was in. Leaving to read that book would take time, but with the command placed on him, we wouldn’t get anywhere until I did. And we needed those answers.

“Keep him chained in here and have Levi stand guard,” I told Sebastian as I moved to the door. “We’ll be back to ask more questions later.”

CHAPTER 63

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