Chapter 280: _ Officially Mated
The front door banged open and we all spun.
"Where is she?" someone yelled. "She ran! She ran off into the trees!"
"Find her!" the Alpha bellowed. "Track her down! Guards—now!"
Dozens of footsteps thundered outside, the guards scattering into the forest as a swarm of wolves unleashed.
Oh, the joy it served me, watching the woman who had unjustly scarred María José’s face, the one who tried to push a bastard child on me being hunted down like a fly. It felt so good... too good.
However, the joy would never be complete until she was apprehended and sentenced.
Inside, My mother stood quiet, arms folded, face bland. My Father took to addressing the pack.
"My people," he said, turning to the pack, "you’ve feared that we were infiltrated. That an enemy walked among us. But we did not know... that the enemy wore the face of one of our own."
He looked around the room, at the mothers of the boys who’d died recently—Rubén, Gonzalo, and Pedro. Their mothers cried openly now, their bodies shaking, faces crumpled with grief.
"She has been working with another," the Alpha said. "They have taken the lives of our sons. Our daughters. Our mothers."
The women howled then, grief like a siren song. One clutched a scarf stained with her son’s blood. Another collapsed to her knees and beat the wooden floor with her fists.