Chapter 216
Chapter 216:
Consciousness was slipping from me. I felt my eyes closing.
“Hey, stay awake.” Someone slapped my cheek.
I managed to open my eyes just as I heard light footsteps. The man who had slapped me stood up as a new person took his place, crouching before me. I couldn’t see his face clearly—my vision was too blurry—but I could tell he was smiling down at me.
“Lyric Harper.” His hand reached out, touching my cheek.
His voice—there was something familiar about it.
It all became clear when he added, “My brother’s mate p>
JARIS
The Elders were already waiting in the meeting room before I arrived. The look on their faces wasn’t good at all.
I expressed concern when I noticed Luca’s state. The man was badly bruised, like he had gotten into an accident or something.
A hint of what the problem might be crossed my mind, and I didn’t like it.
“What’s going on?” I remained standing at the head of the table.
Somehow, Luca looked angry at me. But it seemed he was too scared of me to act on it.
“I was attacked, Alpha Jaris. And you wouldn’t believe who it was.” I said nothing, prompting him to continue.
“Someone from the dead.” My hand slowly curled into a fist. “Your brother p>
I experienced a profound chill deep inside, like frost settling over the warmth of my heart. I’d seen it coming, but getting confirmation was another feeling on its own. My expression remained impassive. The Elders might easily think I didn’t care, but they didn’t know the war taking place in my head.
“What is this, Alpha Jaris?” another Elder asked. “We thought your brother was dead?! We— we thought he died around the same time your father did p>
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I said nothing still, keeping my raging thoughts under my tongue.
“Caden is alive,” someone else scoffed. “That means we’re in trouble. It’s possible he was the one who got the Feeders released and has been controlling them p>
“He’s been behind all these attacks p>
“He’s going to come for all of us! I thought we had gotten rid of this boy p>
I observed with numbing rage as they talked about my brother like he was a beast. For years, that was what everyone knew him as.
Caden was different from a normal wolf. His wolf needed blood to survive. He wasn’t just a Feeder; he was far worse than one.
His claws were poisonous and could easily kill someone when scratched in the wrong spot—like the heart, the middle of the forehead, and other vital parts of the body.
And the worst part? It was impossible to kill him. Unless someone of his kind did.
But eight years ago, the Elders thought he had somehow been killed.