The Secret One

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Chapter 22

Brock's pov

I never thought I would see my born pack again after leaving it. I packed a small bag and began the run to the Dark Shadow pack. It didn't take long for me to feel anxiety coming closer to the forbidden pack land. I haven't seen my family in two years. Going back will be challenging.

I walk close to the edge of the pack, take a deep breath, and step over the landmark. It didn't take long for me to be surrounded by wolves. I threw my hands up in the air, "I am not here to start anything," I said to the growling wolves. One shift back. My eyes fall when I come face to face with my brother. He has had new tattoos since I saw him. I noted the Venom tattoo on his right rib cage and small footprints on his forearm.

"What are you doing here, Brock?" My brother Brenden asks. I notice how the wolves have backed off, and it is just Brenden and me now. "I wanted to check in," I say, not lying to him. I didn't leave on bad terms, but this pack wasn't meant for me. Once you leave the pack. You are not allowed to come back. With all the secrets the Dark Shadow pack holds, no wonder when people go, they are not welcomed back.

"Alpha will not let you come back," Brenden tells me something I already know. I nod my head yes, " I understand, but that doesn't mean I can't come to see my family,"

He chuckles and finally comes to hug me. He is shorter than me but has a better-built body. We start walking to the pack house; everything has stayed the same for two years. "Alpha is a little on edge due to a dangerous rogue that broke loose a year ago now," Brenden tells me. Knowing he is talking about my alpha. I didn't reply but nodded my head. The packed house comes into view. The dark red outside has faded. No one is in the yard, unlike Jake and Ruth's packs. Everyone has certain times to be out—jobs to do.

If you don't do it, you will get punished unless you are Waylen's favorite. Most of the time, you can get away with things. I was never trusted. It explains why I never knew of Ruth. Alpha Waylen walks out of the pack house and stops me. His dark eyes show through. His fist connects to my face, making my body fall to the ground. I grab my chin and look up at him. "What makes you think you can walk into my pack, Conley?" Waylen spits at me. I look up at him and see Brenden smirking down at me. "No, I didn't, but I didn't think I would get punched either," I bit back at the alpha.

Waylen chuckles and doesn't say anything else. He walks away, leaving the door open for Brenden and me to follow. I pick myself up and follow Brenden into the quiet house. "What rogue escaped?" I ask, trying to learn more about Ruth's escape.

"Little brother, don't ask questions I can't give you," Brenden chuckles. I scratch my head while we stop at Waylen's office door. "The letters are getting boring, Kyle; I need her back!" I hear Waylen yell. Brenden's eyes cut to me, and I smile and turn my head to the side. This causes Brenden to drop his face and shake his head. Oh, how I missed my brother. Brenden pushes the door open to see Kyle against the wall because Waylen is holding him by the throat. "It is not like you are her mate," Kyle pipes out, causing Waylen to throw him to the floor. He hasn't changed.

"Who is she?" I threw it out there. Waylen's sinners smile plaster on his face. "She is the most beautiful woman you will ever meet. Someone who can ruin a rich man," He praised while pushing his hands out before him, making a rainbow. I click my tongue and rock on my heels. "I don't get it," I mock him. Brenden's head falls back with his eyes closed, and I hear Kyle chuckle. "What don't you get, Conley?" Alpha answers back.

"Brenden told me she was dangerous, but here you are saying otherwise," I start earning a hand around my throat and being pushed into a wall. "Listen, hear Conley; she is mine. I can call her any name I want to. I will not rest until I have her again. She is pretty, so pretty. My little treasure. Mhm, mine. Any name that comes to mind, I call her. She is just stupid and likes to play games. She doesn't know. I know she is mates to the one and only Jake Southerner. That man will die!" Waylen goes on a rant, tightening his hand around my throat. Dropping me to the floor, I look up at him. He is a madman. "When do you plan to take her back?" I ask, getting ready to take another punch.

Waylen smiles, "You, my boy, are stupid. You will get her back for me. You didn't think I couldn't smell her on you?" My face falls. I feel the color drain from my face. Waylen walks over and places his hand over my mouth and the other behind my neck, "You will walk away from here with your life, but only to tell Ruthy I will come for her. You may come here to gather information, but Brock Conley, I am one step ahead of her," I watch him mock me. There was nothing I could do. I was done for. "When you get back, tell her I will come for her. I don't have a plan yet. Then kill yourself. Can you do that for your alpha?" Waylen orders me. "Now, get the hell off my land!" I can't wait. I dart from the house and shift back. I let out a howl of pain and headed back to my new, fated life.