You Rejected A Silver Wolf

Chapter Hundred and Thirty - To Transfer Energy

Jaden's POV

"Come in!" my eldest uncle yelled from inside.

I pushed the door, but it didn't budge. I knocked again. Was this a joke or what?

I heard a chuckle from inside. "Be a man, Jaden. Push the door in!" That was from the youngest.

What games were they playing with me now? "This is urgent. Could you let me in, or I'll leave!"

"The door is right there. We aren't holding it back. Push in and let yourself in!" the eldest said again.

I stepped back, preparing to kick the door open, but my wolf stopped me.

"There's an energy behind the door."

Confirming that there was indeed a force, I held myself back. "But my uncle said they weren't pushing it back," I groaned.

"They may not be. Where's your middle uncle?"

My eyes widened. That one hadn't spoken to me yet even if he rarely did.

"What would be holding the door, then, if it isn't them?" I sighed internally.

My mind drifted to a 'prank' they had played on me as a child, which made my father bruise me.

The oldest and youngest had placed their sleeping brother's bed behind my room's door. My middle uncle always fell into such a deep sleep that not even the world burning to ashes could wake him.

Being a young wolf who used strength for everything, I had pushed the door too hard -sending my uncle and his bed tumbling down the stairs.

He had woken up angrily, and even though he knew his brothers had moved his bed, he still made my father punish me for it. That middle uncle was always the hot- tempered and cold one, so they used him to punish me because I feared him.

But not anymore.

If this was a repeat of the prank, then I didn't have their time. Also, I wasn't a child anymore no one would be punishing me.

"Simeon! Get up!" I called through the mind link. There was no immediate response. "Simeon! I said, get up!"

I shouldn't have been calling him by his first name, but that was the only thing that could snap him from sleep-hearing the name he hated so much.

"The hell..." I heard my eldest uncle mutter, probably seeing his brother stirring awake.

"Jaden?" my middle uncle asked through the link. "Are you the one calling me by 'Simeon'?"

He sounded offended, but I couldn't care less.

"Get out from the door now!" I ordered, knocking again. "Let me in."

"How did you ? Oh, this was a bad time to replay this prank," the youngest sighed.

The door finally opened, and I stepped inside, spotting the bed and my middle uncle sleepily sprawled on it.

He wasn't even reprimanding me for using his first name. I was glad he wasn't.

"If I felt like playing around, I'd do it with the pups in my pack-not my overgrown uncles," I seethed, pointing at the bed.

They must have felt my energy approaching and decided to mess with me.

The youngest rolled his eyes, biting his lower lip. "So, why did you come here anyway?"

I made myself comfortable on a seat without their permission. "The Lycan. You must have heard of his intentions."

"Yeah, he's after a pretty silver wolf girl who became an Alpha. He wants to use her to become immortal..." The youngest laughed.

The eldest smiled. "He's crazy."

"It's been confirmed that it could work," I stated flatly.

"Yeah, maybe but this girl is a Silver Wolf, right? And an Alpha? It'd be a heck of a job to take her energy," the youngest remarked.

It should be.

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"Well, if he kidnaps her, it wouldn't be so hard." And Logan had already hurt Rih to the point where she was weak-he could easily kidnap her.

"The girl has to be confined for hours. The transfer of energy takes a long time, and the Lycan has to be at his lowest too," the eldest uncle noted.

"At his lowest?" I asked.

"Yes. Transferring energy usually happens from a strong wolf to a weak wolf-not between two strong ones," the youngest confirmed.

So that was why the Lycan pretended to be sick. He was acting like a weak wolf so Rih would transfer her energy to him.

It all made sense.

This had been his agenda all along. He had invested a lot of planning and strategy into this.

Was there something else we were missing? He had wished for all werewolves to die— was there a way he hoped to achieve this?

"This Lycan wants to wipe out the werewolf race. But we're everywhere around the world-it's impossible," I said, awaiting their reaction.

"Well, if he's hoping for immortality, then he has all the time in the world to do that," my eldest uncle said, staring into space.

I wasn't hoping for that answer. Logan really was delusional-risking his life to wipe out the werewolf race.

Did he have a reason for wanting all this? Or was it just hatred? It was exhausting.

"If he gets his hands on the Silver Wolf, he'll be really powerful," my youngest uncle shook his head. I saw worry in his eyes.noveldrama

He was always carefree, so seeing him worried was new. "He's almost invincible as a Lycan and an Alpha-if he gets her energy, he could easily kill Alphas."

The pressure kept mounting solutions weren't forthcoming.

"I guess we have to protect the Silver Wolf from him then," I said.

We fell into silence after that.

A small groan behind me made me turn. It was my middle uncle. He groaned again, rising from the bed. "You three are noisy."

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How were we noisy? For almost a minute, we had said nothing. I rose to leave. "Continue your sleep then."

I almost touched the door knob when he said, "You forget that the Lycan has to be at his weakest to collect the energy."

My legs stayed rooted to the ground, but I forced myself to move and exhaled. "Yes, your brother said that."

"So, you don't have to worry much about the Lycan," he added, leaving the bed and joining his brothers.

I gawked at the three of them. The oldest and youngest looked puzzled.

"How?" I inquired.

The middle uncle stretched his neck before answering. "The Lycan will be at his

weakest before the Silver Wolf's energy can get into him, right?"

I nodded. "Your brother said that."

"Good. That means he'd tire himself out, right?"

My head tilted slightly-I was beginning to understand the picture he was painting.

"Yes, he'd probably exhaust himself fighting the Silver Wolf," I agreed. "Exactly—and that's where the mate of the Silver Wolf from the prophecy comes in," my middle uncle smirked.

My wolf stirred, coming closer to the surface.

"The mate of the Silver Wolf would be there to kill the Lycan while he's weak-before

his mate's energy gets absorbed by the beast."

I lowered my gaze, then lifted it again. "That sounds like a plan-only if the Lycan is weak enough to be killed."

"A mate of a Silver Wolf wouldn't be a wuss, so he'd be able to kill the Lycan when it's weak," the eldest chided.

"Yeah, he may even be an Alpha or something. He's not like you-shying away from bullies," the youngest laughed.

Funny and ironic. My wolf smirked. I gave them a small bow.

"Thank you for the insights," I said, leaving their presence.