Page 59 of Rising Luna
Well, that wasn't something I ever expected to be dropped on me. I didn't know if my father was told this or not by his wolf. If he was, he never chose to tell me. This made sense. If there was evil amongst the wolf spirits who chose to bond with our human halves, then that could be what Lupe was searching for. People's wolves who wanted to take over and then help her with her plans.
Silas wouldn't want that, though. He was a better person than that. His wolf wasn't evil either. At least, not from what I could see while being around him. If his wolf was a spirit that leaned toward the evil side, it was only showing itself now. That could be a huge problem to overcome for Silas. How could we get through to his wolf not to go to the dark side? Or worse...The only thing I could think of sounded crazy.
Remove his wolf from him entirely.
It cannot be done. Rip the wolf from your soul, it would break. It isn't like rejecting your soul mate.
Of course. Nothing can just be easy.
Silas stirred in his bed, and I gasped from his sudden movement. His eyes fluttered open, and I could see him trying to take in his surroundings as he looked around. I noticed his eyes stayed on Hunter for a moment, and there was a look of something I couldn't explain that passed through his face before he continued to scan, his eyes finally landing on me.
He immediately looked down, and I could see the shame he felt. I swallowed hard as my eyes watered. This meant he didn't want to attack me the way he did on the sparring mat, right? That had to be what he was thinking with a look like that. I could smell the guilt rolling off him, which made my heart soar with the possibility he didn't want what happened.
"Silas?" my voice broke when I called out to him.
He still wouldn't look at me.
"Why are you here?" he whispered.
He didn't want me here? Why wouldn't he want me here? I was his mate. I cared about him. There wasn't anywhere else I would want to be when he was hurting.
"Did you forget we are mates?" My tone was harsh, but I didn't know how else to ask that question.
He looked away from me completely, hiding his face from me. Another moment I wished the bond was complete so I would know what was going on in his head.
"You should go."
My heart broke with those three words. What did he mean by that? Why wouldn't he want me here?
"Why?"
He looked toward the wall, still hiding his face from me. I stood up and walked closer to the bed. There was no way in hell I would allow him not to look at me or talk to me right now. There was too much to talk through. Too much had happened in the last twenty-four hours for me to just walk away.
"There's no reason for you to be here, Dylan."
"What the fuck are you talking about, Silas? I have every reason to be here. You are my mate! I want to be by your side as you fight through this."
"Fight through what?" he growled.
I growled back. "Whatever the fuck Lupe has done to you!"
"Lupe hasn't done a damn thing to me."
"So, you are defending her now?"
Hunter's hand warmed my shoulder, and he pulled me back against him. I shrugged him away and went closer to the bed.Go outside, Hunter.
He growled in my mind.I won't leave you in here with him by yourself.
I don't care what you want. Silas and I need to air this shit out, and it would be better if you weren't in the room.
Hunter fought no more and stepped out. This was outrageous. How could Silas defend Lupe? Whatever she did to him had to be the reason for him talking like this.
“There is nothing to defend, so why would I defend her?”
"She fucking kidnapped you, Silas! She had to have done something to you in that lair of hers. You attacked me on those mats!"
"IT WAS A SPARRING MATCH! The goal is to disarm you! That's all that happened."
