Chapter 26

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"I was one of the people who threw rocks at that house you visited.” Benjamin’s voice broke me out of my reverie. I blinked slowly, straightening in my seat. “Two of my friends and I did it, because The Alpha funded the construction of it."

There was no sense of guilt, and he quietly spoke. My lips twitched. He had been asked by Flynn, a day ago, about whether or not he had known who was involved in that situation, and Benjamin had said nothing. And now, he was choosing to admit it, to me.

I rested my elbow on the table between us, pressed my chin on my palm and studied him. He was refusing to look at me now, and a permanent frown was etched across his face. The bottle I had given him was empty now and he gripped it in a tight hold.

“You really do hate The Alpha.” It wasn’t a question. Benjamin grunted, finally meeting my eyes.

I tilted my head at the noise of a door opening, but kept my focus on the man. “What is it that he could do, to change your mind about him?"

I could hear Xerxes’ footsteps and knew he had probably woken up, read the small note I had left on the bed about where I would be and decided to come here as well.

Benjamin became even more grave and his eyes lowered to his finger, where the heavy-looking ring rested. “I’m not a man easily pleased, Rebecca. It would take a lot for me to change my mind on him.”

I pressed my lips together, nodded once. The door opened and I watched as Benjamin took in the sight of Xerxes, seeing that familiar flash of fear which crossed most people’s eyes when they saw The Alpha in person. But Benjamin was good at masking it and it was gone as quickly as it came and he looked away, chin high.

“Benjamin.” Xerxes said.


Tired, silver eyes settled on me and I stood, leaving the room. I looked on as Xerxes locked the door behind us, the noise of the several keys hitting together a jarring sound in the quiet shed.

“How long were you in there for?” Xerxes asked as we eventually left, making our way through the grass back to his house. His voice was raspy and I knew he had just woken up minutes ago before coming over to the shed.

“An hour or so.” I told him, folding my arms across my chest, listening to the sound of our boots crushing the wet grass and leaves.

Ahead I could see Xerxes’ house, and the blazing glare from the morning sunlight reflecting on the glass window panes. The sky was a beautiful blue color and a few white clouds were above.

 Teeth grinded together as I looked away from the beautiful sight, becoming somber. I told Xerxes what Benjamin had revealed to me and paused my walk abruptly, Xerxes too coming to a halt.

“We can’t risk a battle, Xerxes.” I blurted, my anxiety and slight panic leaking into my spewing words, “All of what has been built will be destroyed if we don’t have some sort of compromise. Those weapons which the Insurgency Club has could do so much damage, kill so much innocent people in a battle.”

My breath hitched as I thought of the young children and persons, who could possibly get caught in the crossfire if what Claire planned to happen ensued. I knew that there was a high chance that the werewolves would fight back under the command of Xerxes.

I just wanted there to be peace, for there to be some form of understanding between humans and werewolves. But I also knew that it would probably take years before humans heal mentally from what they’ve endured. Xerxes’ hand lifted, cupping my cheek, waiting until the fear from my eyes settled.

I was surprised when he pulled me into him, but did not resist. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat and inhaled his scent, his arms encircling my waist.

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