Chapter 56

*Authors note*
**Thankyou all for your patience and understanding. After a way too long absence i am finally back and ready to bring this story of love, hardship, and heartbreak to a close by the end of this summer. And finally begin the second novel of this series of the White Wolf. I sincerely apologize for such a long break but i needed to get my life in order and focus on other priorities. When i finally finish this novel i will also be rewriting it to make it cleaner and improve my technique. Thankyou for everyone hanging in there and i hope this extra long chapter makes up for the wait.**
Chapter 56
As we make our way back to Silas' room, my heart pounds with anticipation. The memory of Anna's bitter words lingers in my mind and I can't help but feel grateful that she is nowhere in sight. Silas walks beside me, his strong and confident strides matching my own. I know it's wishful thinking that we'll never have to face her again, but for now, I am content to enjoy this moment with him.
We reach his room and as soon as the door closes behind us, Silas pushes me gently against the wall. His lips meet mine in a feverish kiss, stealing my breath away. His hands find their place on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and lose myself in the intensity of his touch.
But as much as I want to stay here forever, we both know we have responsibilities waiting for us. With one last lingering kiss, Silas pulls away and trails his lips down my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"Everyone is waiting for us," I whisper, trying to catch my breath. Silas chuckles and gently sets me back on my feet.
"I know," he says with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But I couldn't resist you."
I giggle and playfully push him towards the door. We have important matters to attend to, but for now, I am content to bask in the warmth of Silas' embrace and forget about everything else in the world. Silas and Vladimir stood before me, their features merging and shifting as they blended into one being. A mischievous glint danced in their eyes, one half violet and the other half black, a physical representation of their combined personas. I couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh at the sight.
"Which one am I talking to right now?" I asked, still amused. Silas-Vladimir smirked, his Cheshire smile spreading across his face.
"Both of us are here, mate," he replied with a sly tone. "Shall we take you again? But this time, as one?" His words sent shivers down my spine and Blanche, my inner animal, purred in contentment.
I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "Come on," I said, forcing some authority into my voice. "We can't keep my mother waiting any longer. She'll have your head if she finds out you're the reason I'm delayed."
With that, I slipped out of Silas-Vladimir's grasp and placed my hands on my hips, mimicking a stern mother scolding her child. This only seemed to make his grin widen even more.
"Playing hard to get now?" he teased. "It only makes this game all the more fun for me, Angel. And trust me, it's a game you will not win." In one swift movement, he scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Hey! You put me down right now, Silas Black!" I struggle against his grasp and pound my fists playfully on his back. "Or I'll get loud."
He smirks up at me, his grip tightening as he carries me to the bed. "Yell or scream all you want, little mate," he taunts. "This room is completely soundproof. No one will hear us as I pound you into this mattress. No one will hear you scream my name as your whole body shakes with pleasure."
My breath catches in my throat as a tingling sensation sparks in my abdomen, causing my clit to throb with anticipation.
Silas chuckles knowingly and takes a deep inhale, savoring the scent of my desire.
"It seems you very much like the idea," he murmurs huskily, his eyes locking onto mine. He slides down my body, lifting my shirt and roughly ripping open the button and zipper of my jeans to gain access to my skin.
"As much as I would love to stay here with you," I gasp out, making no move to stop him. "We gotta go."
But even as I protest, a part of me wants nothing more than to give in to Silas's powerful allure.
Just then, there is a loud knock on the door, shattering the intense moment between us. The door is cracked open and Alaric’s voice echoes around the room.
"Everyone is ready to go when you two are," he calls out.
Silas's eyes flash back to their stunning violet color and he groans in annoyance before calling out a sarcastic thank you to Alaric. The door closes again and he turns back to me, his expression shifting from frustration to seductiveness once again.
"As for you, my stunning sexy mate," he declares, "we will finish this tonight."
With those words hanging in the air, he gets off of me and begins packing his things. I am momentarily taken aback by his ability to switch moods so effortlessly. Blanche, my wolf, whimpers in desperation, almost urging me to give in to Silas's desires. I clear my throat and get up to help him, my own arousal still coursing through my body like a wildfire.
He casually tosses a few t-shirts over his shoulder and continues to rummage through his closet and dresser drawers. I can't resist the urge to take matters into my own hands and snatch the shirts from his shoulder.
“You can throw me whatever you want to take, I'll fold them up for you,” I wink playfully and start neatly folding the shirts.
“You're the boss,” he chuckles to himself as he grabs a pair of jeans.
“Since when?” I wrinkle my nose and snort in amusement.
“Since you are my queen, of course you're in charge. But in bed...that's where I'll always be the dominant one.” Even though his back is facing me, I can sense his smugness radiating off his body. My cheeks grow warm but I shake my head, trying not to show how much his words affect me.
He then tosses a bag towards me to put all our belongings in. In no time, we are both ready to head back home. Just moments ago, I didn't care about going back to where all my problems were waiting for me. Now, all I want is to see my mom and reminisce about old memories. I crave my mother's embrace and her assurance that everything will be alright.
Hand in hand, we walk out of the pack house with content smiles on our faces. Simply being near him brings a sense of peace that I desperately needed.
As we are about to leave the house behind, I catch a glimpse of a group of girls glaring daggers at me from the corner of my eye. They must be part of Anna's group, and it's funny how she is nowhere to be seen. Ignoring their malicious stares, I offer them a sweet smile and a mocking wave with a flick of my fingers. This only seems to intensify their narrowed gazes.
But I don't dwell on them for long, as my mate leads me to a secluded patch of trees where we can undress and transform.
Before we start changing, he gives me a quick peck on the lips and flashes me one of his signature devilish smiles. My heart flutters at the sight. Then, he tugs at his shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted abs. I do the same, trying to keep my wolf's excitement under control.
Once we are both stripped down, we take a moment to appreciate each other's naked form before focusing on our inner wolves and beginning the transformation process.
In a matter of minutes, my body is transformed into a towering being with majestic wings extending from my back. As I shake out my newly grown fur, I catch sight of my mate who has also undergone this metamorphosis and stands before me in all his intimidating glory - a galaxy-looking wolf with a sharp horn protruding from his head. We exchange a moment of awe before he turns to lead the way for our group.
He kneels down for Freya to hop onto his back, her bag slung over her shoulder as she clings onto his fur. With nods between us all, we begin to run at a moderate pace towards home. Giving Blanche control, I watch her excitedly yip and take off ahead of the group, relishing in the freedom after being dormant for so long. Our mate watches us adoringly as Blanche sprints ahead, leaving everyone else in her dust. Eventually, she turns back and rejoins the group, allowing me to regain control for the rest of the journey.
Before we know it, we have reached the base of the mountain of Evergreen. The border patrol bows respectfully as we pass by and make our way up the mountain. As we approach the pack house, my mother comes running towards us with tears streaming down her face. She collides with me in an emotional embrace.
Her tears turn into sobs as she says, "You took 20 years of my life, sweet girl." I stifle a sob and try to reassure her through our mind link that I am safe.
After a few moments, she releases me and greets everyone else with tearful eyes. She stops in front of Silas and hugs him tightly, whispering her thanks. Chione, and all of the pack house omegas, emerge from the house with clothes for everyone who is currently transformed.
I thank Jules, my personal attending omega, as she hands me a t-shirt, jeans, and undergarments. Excusing myself to a more private location, I focus on my human form and feel my body shift back. Hurriedly slipping into the clothes, I return to the group who are all now transformed back.
Silas, dressed only in a pair of faded jeans, flashes me a dazzling smile as I approach. His strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me close in a comforting embrace.
My mother's gaze watches us closely, her eyes drawn to the newly formed mark on my forehead and the intricate violet and sapphire swirls adorning our necks and shoulders. They widen and brighten exponentially, like stars reigniting in the night sky after a long absence. The light that was taken from them when Aiden left has finally found its way back. Though not as radiant as before, it is still a beautiful sight to behold.
"You accepted each other! We must start planning the ceremony!" My mother exclaims, taking each of our hands in hers with pride. "I am over the moon that you two have found each other."
James steps forward, clearing his throat to gain our attention. "Before we begin any planning, we should address the issue of the rogues. The witch aided them in their escape and they disappeared without a trace. We also need to figure out how they knew about our attack and were able to locate Athena and her group so easily."
But that would mean...
"There is a traitor among us," my mother growls with disgust.
"There is also news regarding the rebel group. It seems they have plans to strip Athena of her title if she chooses him as her mate. However, they haven't decided when to make their move." Chione adds after Beta James speaks. It seems everyone is vying for control over me. When will I ever catch a break?
The room falls into a contemplative silence as we all ponder our options. How can we use this new information to our advantage? Is there any way to sway the rebel group in our favor?
"Why don't we discuss this somewhere more private?" My mother suggests, sensing the tension in the air. We all nod in agreement and make our way to the pack house. As the seven of us enter my mother's office, I carefully shut the door behind us to ensure privacy.
"We need to come up with a plan." My mother states, her eyes scanning each of us for ideas.
"Well, we know there is a spy among us," Alaric begins, "so perhaps we can use their presence to our advantage. They must hold a position of some importance if they are acting as Damon's eyes and ears, but not so high that it would draw suspicion. What if we announce that Athena will be taking over as alpha since Aiden is no longer with us? This may cause the rebel group to act and we let them stop the ceremony."
Celeste's face lights up with sudden realization, her eyes sparkling with an understanding of Alaric's plan. “Then let them think they have the upper hand. They "strip" Athena of her title and force her to leave. This will surely catch Damon's attention and he'll see an opportunity, unaware that we are waiting for him.” She finishes her thought with a sly smile. Rick nods in agreement, his expression soft and thoughtful. My mind races as I consider this strategy. It's a clever plan, but the idea of using me as bait sends a shiver down my spine. What if it doesn't go as planned?
“Absolutely not.” My mate's voice turns dark and resolute, his stance firm and unyielding. Nothing could convince him that this is a good idea.
“Do you have a better one?” My mother stares intently into his eyes, determination shining in her own. But there is also a hint of disgust etched on her face like stone. “I don't like it either, but it's sound logic.” She sighs wearily and runs a hand through her hair. “And we won't be leaving Athena alone. We will be ready to strike as soon as they reveal themselves.”
“After everything she has just been through, we cannot willingly put her in another potentially dangerous situation.” His jaw tightens with anger.
“I will say it once more. If you have another idea, then please share it. But until then, what other choice do we have? We must bring those who have hurt not only our daughter but many others to justice.” My mother's frustration is evident in her tone as she speaks.
Well, shit.