Spurned Queen

Chapter 47: A Dangerous Deal

Aevran

So maybe I was pissed. Maybe I had completely lost my cool. Maybe I was yelling. So maybe I was seeing everything in red. Sue me.

My mate was missing. Not dead, but missing. The wielders never took prisoners before.

If I had not seen the stress that was visible on the face of the Crescent Luna, I would not have worried. But when I saw her whispering with her Beta female and running a hand through her hair, I was thrown straight over the edge. After that was a lot of her avoiding me and a little of her refusing to tell me what happened. But she couldn't keep it from me, so she eventually told me.

And now I was absolutely livid.

"How," I growled as lowly as I could, "is it possible that you, as the Luna, sent one of your wolves into the back of an entire army, on her own?!"

"For the nth time, Aevran, I did not send her! She went!"

"And you could not stop her? Or didn't want to?"

Her body shook with a feral growl. "Are you implying that I do not care about her? That I willingly allowed her to do something so dangerous because I did not expect her to live through it? Are you implying that, Aevran?"

"What am I supposed to understand, Luna? You were there with her. She could not have come down the mountain on top if you had not given the okay."

"My okay?" she scoffed. "I'll have you know that Lexi is impulsive as well as powerful. She does not always wait for my okay."

"Powerful, my ass," I scoffed. "She may be a lot of things, but it will never really amount to much. Not where it matters, at any rate. What I'm wondering, however, is what you mean when you say she does not wait for your okay. Are you not the Luna? Can you not control your pack? Can you not protect them? Keep them from jumping headfirst into danger? What kind of leader are you?"

Her Beta female placed a hand on her shoulder. They looked at each other, probably communicating over their mindlink. I saw the Luna's lip curl and the Beta tightened her grip on her shoulder. When Lucinda turned back to me, she was still angry but a new, strange expression was predominant on her face. "I think I get it now," she muttered.

"Get what?"

"Why Lexi doesn't trust you."

Now this only served to piss me off all the more. If I thought I was angry before, now I was incensed. I wanted to kill something. I shoved out of my seat and stormed out of the cavern. I slipped through all the multiple corridors to the outside. I shifted and flew off into the night to kill something, whatever unlucky creature I could find in these desert mountains. After I was done taking out my anger issues, I stood on one of the peaks, facing the ocean and trying to quell my anger.

My mate was out there somewhere. The wielders had taken her. According to the story her friends gave me, she had plowed into the rear of the wielder army by herself, and later, Dylan, the black haired one, had sneaked away to join her, and now she was missing too.

It angered me beyond reason that the thing they were most worried about was Dylan. They seemed to have this crazy idea that my mate would be fine and Dylan wouldn't. When the fact was that they were both merely werewolves and neither had a chance.

Another thing that worried me was the fact that the wielders took them instead of killing them. I couldn't fathom what they wanted with them.

"Deep thoughts much?"

I closed my eyes and sighed. "Not now Imogen."

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because I say so Imogen, go away," I snapped.