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Not when she's unconscious

The trails of tears in Rose eyes were evidence of the pain she felt each time he neglected her. He had nothing to say to her, of course he didn't, he was guilty of everything crime she could accuse him of, he stood up from his seat leading himself out of the throneroom and leaving Rosalyn there alone once again like he always did.

"Every face turn against me" she ordered once he left, she needed to cry but she could not have the guards or maids watching her. The pellets tears started to drop once they had their faces turned, she clenched her fists.

**

Ian was in the study room standing in front of a book shelf with a book in his hand when Logan walked in.

"Do you have any news?" Ian asked and Logan came closer to him.

Logan gave a status update on how the pack was handling it loses after the war with some other things of minor importance.

"..and the Water Valley pack has offered to be our allies" Logan chipped in with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"And why do you seem so satisfied with that?" Ian asked, he had been in a foul mood throughout.

"We are in times of war and allies are very essential to us, and with this character of yours we should praise the moon goddess anytime we are offered a communal relationship" Logan said, he was not bothered by Ian's foul mood, he had seen even worst.

"You know you are the only one who can talk to me in such manner and still manage to retain your head" Ian smirked as he combed through the shelves, his mood lightening up.

"Do you really plan on leaving her there?" Logan asked once the air was less tense.

"I do not wish to talk about it" Ian replied after keeping silent for a while.

"Some questions can never be run away from, even if you don't answer it today, you'll have to answer it one day because you cannot run away from your fate and she is your fate, you are the only one ignorant" Logan said and Ian made a low and angry growl.

"I wonder if you truly plan to torture her for the rest of your days" Logan continued when Ian only reacted.

"Do you not feel yourself suffering as well? Let's say Luke truly does show up for her sake then what next? You kill him for a breach of the ceasefire terms and then? Your rage will never be satiated" he said and Ian squeezed the book in his hands.

"Enough" Ian stopped him.

"I lost everything that looked like family to me all because of what? Some power crazed fools, if the council had not called for that ceasefire, I would have taken the entire pack to hellfire" The rage in his eyes were evident, a pain words could not suit.

Ian had never been the type to care about family, in fact he hated the concept of family, his father had no feelings for his mother, but married her for the purpose of continuing his lineage, growing up he watched his mother suffer neglect from his father and wished he would be strong enough to be there for her, he left the pack to train in the lands his father had as was the custom of all Alpha predecessor and successor. He had a new found determination that made him excel in strength, Logan had also been there training to succeed the Beta, it was there they both bonded. On returning he found out that his mother had passed on some years back but he was not informed so that his training would not be affected. He hated his father for that reason, but his Father was still his only remaining family he could not help but feel angered by his death, he had once learned that his father was rejected by his mate and was suffering the consequences. He hated women afterwards and hoped to never find his mate or marry anyone at that, he wanted to end his bloodline as a punishment to his father for neglecting his mother, he wanted to end the ever so great Luther bloodline.

"I understand that you lost people, we all did" Logan said trying to make him see sense in his speech.

"Then maybe the level of your loss does not demand an even level of rage and as for my mate and the hell she comes from I will ensure that my name can never be erased from their history" Ian said with every intention of fulfilling it, the flames in his eyes were almost visible.

"She bears the Luna mark Ian" Logan deadpanned.

"Be slow in digging your own grave" he chipped in.

"The only grave that will be dug is the one that will hold Luke the moment he decides to step foot here or go against my pack" Ian smirked dangerously.

"Go on ahead and torture her till she dies of just like your.." Logan stopped himself. The anger on Ian's face had resurfaced and Logan was just two inches away from receiving a huge blow right across his face.

"Arghhh.." Yvette screamed loudly from Diane's room pulling all the attention to that room, the two wolf in the study heard it clearly and abandoned their fight.

The sound of the glass wares which contained cold food dropping to the ground drew more attention to her as she latched onto an unconscious Diane who had been lying on the floor for quite a while, Yvette had been given the keys to the large room on the instructions of serving her food, on opening the door she found Diane unconscious with a bloodied fist.

"Miss Lee!" She screamed trying to shake her awake, but the lifeless body on the ground did not budge.

"What happened to her?" Logan asked rushing there, with Ian trailing behind like he couldn't give a damn about what was going on.

Yvette started having second thought on her theories on their relationship.

"I got..h..her..a..and I ..met..her..like this" Yvette said in between raggedy breaths, she was scared, this had been the first time she was seeing the Alpha and Beta up front being a low maid.

Logan eyes trailed to her bloody hands, he made an attempt to carry her out but he stopped abruptly when he felt Ian's gaze on him.

"Be gone" Ian ordered Yvette and she complied.

"You too" he turned to Logan who frowned.

"No" Logan refused inciting Ian further.

"I fear for her" Logan deadpanned after a while of silence.

"I won't hurt her, not when she's unconscious" Ian said and Logan left he trusted Ian to keep to his words.

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