You Rejected A Silver Wolf

Chapter Seventy-Nine - Who Took Her?

Chris's POV

Ray would have to go. His sister caused this. My lead warrior marched toward me, kneeling down at a respectful distance.

It had become a habit of hers since she discovered Ray was her mate; she seemed to avoid close contact with any male wolf.

"My warrior and the Beta are ready to look for the Lycan," she declared, her gaze fixed on the floor.

I nodded. "Take care of yourself, my Beta, and the warriors. Work together and bring the Lycan back. If you can't, kill him."

She bowed and then stood. "May we have permission to rest at Black Rose or Silver Pack while searching?"

My eyes narrowed on her. It was understandable that the warriors might need to pause somewhere during their search, but why did it have to be either of those packs?

"Black Hills only," I ordered firmly. "It was Silver Pack that caused the Lycan to escape in the first place. Stop only at Black Hills!"

She responded with another bow and marched out. Left alone in the courtroom, I grunted loudly.

I glanced at the empty throne beside mine and patted it, feeling its loneliness. For weeks, it had remained unoccupied.

Sasha wasn't here to sit in it, and the princess was mourning-grieving for both her mother and her best friend, who were no longer with her.

My Delta, Edwin, reached out through the mind link, and I opened it. "Any bad news?" I asked. These days, that was the norm.

"It's kind of good news. I went to my mother's house before she met my father as her mate and I found something of Sasha's," he said.

My forehead creased. Did he really have to mention before she met my father as her mate? He knew full well they weren't true mates. Or was he ignoring that fact?

Either way, they were his parents. I left my throne. "Are you sure it's hers? Where are you?"

"Around the market,” he replied. "There's a small cabin near a lake. I remember my sister having this recently, and she hasn't visited my mother's house."

An item of Sasha's was found in her mother's home, even though she hadn't visited there? How was that possible?

My guards bowed as I exited the courtroom. I paused and turned to them. "Don't let anyone in to wait for me. Send them to..."

I trailed off, realizing there was no one here to host them. No Luna, no princess, my Beta was away, and my father was too broken.

"Just tell the servants to serve them tea while they wait, okay?"

They nodded, and I shifted into my wolf form for the short run to the market. I had been avoiding the people ever since the mate swap scandal went viral.

The people must have seen me as unworthy-especially after my mother, once a beacon of light to them, shattered their trust.

I followed an old route, bypassing the market to reach the cabin near the lake. As I ventured deeper, the quality of the environment deteriorated. Sasha's mother had indeed lived a hard life.

Being accepted as a maid in the royal palace must have been her happiest moment. Meeting her mate should have been a reward from the Moon Goddess for her struggles. But Red Moon had ruined it.

Still, she seemed happy with the Delta. She remained a kind and generous woman.

When I arrived at the cabin, I shifted back into human form. "Edwin, I'm here!" I called out as I scaled the low wall.

I heard a commotion and rounded the corner to find him struggling with a wardrobe, swatting away rats that poured out of it.

"You're still searching for more things?" I asked.

He hurried over, holding up a horsetail. "This. Sasha bought this recently. She didn't visit my mom's place, yet somehow it's here."

"Then how did it get here if she didn't come?" I questioned.

"Sasha would never come here," Edwin said firmly. "It's a family issue, and she really hates this place. I'm positive she didn't bring it here."

"So she was kidnapped, and her item was planted here? To prove what?" I asked.

Edwin shrugged, sighing. "Maybe to make it look like she stayed here for a while?"

I shook my head, starting to walk away, but Edwin grabbed my arm. "I'm certain Sasha

wasn't here. And who takes a horsetail around as a travel item?"

Horsetails were commonly used for cleaning or decorating rooms, not as travel accessories. I sighed.

"For the enemy to know this house, they must be close to her," I remarked.

"Not necessarily. They could have found out because my mother was a maid. It's no secret. Also, the enemy definitely isn't from our pack," Edwin insisted.

My eyebrows raised. "And why do you think that?"

He crouched by the wardrobe. "There are traces of heavy mud and silver particles here. This person might have come to kill my sister."

"What kind of wolf uses mud and silver particles to kill someone?" I couldn't think of many. Wolves are highly sensitive to silver.

"The mud suggests they're from a muddy region, like Red Moon. As for the silver particles, it means they might be resistant to it," Edwin explained.

His words didn't fully make sense, but when I stooped down to examine the tracks, I noticed the mud.

Mud was rare around Black Hills because of its hilly terrain. Red Moon, however, was notorious for its red, muddy lands.

And the silver particles? I didn't know many wolves in Red Moon who could withstand silver, but with their sorcery, anything was possible.

"I didn't have a problem with Red Moon when Sasha disappeared. Why would they take her from me?" I wondered aloud.

I looked around and realized Edwin wasn't with me. I found him outside, staring down

a well.

"You think they killed your sister and dumped her in a well?" I scoffed.

"My sister wasn't strong after becoming Luna. So yes, it's possible," he said grimly.

I almost laughed. A wolf would infiltrate my palace, kidnap my Luna, and kill her? That wolf would have to be fearless-or incredibly foolish.

There were only three wolves I could think of with such audacity, but I didn't want to let myself suspect them.

"Alpha, I think Silver Pack owes us an explanation," Edwin said.noveldrama

I turned to him, and his thoughts seemed to align with mine.

The three suspects in my mind were Jake Justin, though he wasn't that bold; Rihanna,

though killing Sasha seemed extreme for her; an

d her lead warrior, Dara, who was fearless and unapologetic.

But these were all just suspicions-for now.