2. Learning the truth

AITHNE'S POV

Although I was enraged by Dyson's disrespect, I managed to stay cool because I need to hear it all. I need to know what he's up to, what this is about, so I'd know why he even bothered to ambush us.

Dyson of course, noticed the change in the atmosphere but he still continued. "You see, all this is Varda's plan." My blood went still the instant I heard those words.

I didn't realize Varda hated me this much.

"But my darling Aithne, I'm glad to help her as well. It's no news how much I hate Alpha Demak and unfortunately, you had to be his heir. Therefore you're an obstacle to me, and of course, I must get rid of you." He paused dramatically, looking lost in his own thoughts.

"When Varda came to me for help with a generous amount of silver, I was excited and instantly ready to do her bidding. Not just because of the money, not because I hate you _of course you're insufferable and your existence greatly annoys and makes me feel incapable_ but it's solely because I hate your father and I would certainly do anything to cause him pain, even if it means hurting you. And yes, Morwen is safe somewhere in your territory. I don't know and I don't care."

"It's a fact though," He continued, "once you're gone to the afterlife, Varda plans to make your stepbrother the next heir of Mooncrest Pack after your father. With you gone, no one would be in her way again. And since the Alpha has no heir other than you, her son, Morwen would stand a chance as the next Alpha based on his ties as Alpha Demak's stepson. So you see, no bad feelings, hummm?" Dyson let his eyes scrutinize the pack warriors this time. "I had bothered to explain this to you so you would understand why you had to die before you're dead. I deserve some accolades, don't you think?" He said and his army of rogue wolves howled in agreement.

I shut my eyes briefly, allowing myself to ease and preparing Majesty for the battle because it was clear it would be tough, seeing how determined Dyson was.

'I love you, Carida.' Odin said to me telepathically. He easily felt my fear through our mate bond. 'Don't be scared my love, I will protect you. I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise.' He vowed.

'I love you too my darling. We've got this.' I whispered back, turning to stare at his wolf. I reached out my hand and gently patted his coat of grey fur, making Majesty purred within me. She wanted her mate's touch as well but now wasn't the time for this.

I returned my attention to Dyson who had been watching us with a lazy gaze in his eyes.

"Did you said you deserved some accolades?" He tilted his head slightly, indicating his affirmative. "Well, I'd be sure to give that to you as much as you deserved." I smirked.

Dyson was no fool, he understood the sarcasm in my words. "Enough with the chitchat, darling. I got many businesses to do today."

"Of course," I smirked. "Majesty!" I called out_even though I didn't need to say it out loud_ letting her know she could take over now. She's been dying to do this since anyway.

And Majesty stirred and whooped in my head with excitement.

She wanted to badly tear Dyson into pieces, bit by bit. For all the insults he's ever rendered to us.

As much as he deserved, so he would receive. And it was clear, death was the accolade he deserved best.

And when we've returned back to Mooncrest Pack, I'd be sure to make Varda receive that which she truly deserved as well.

I felt my bones stretching, my skin retracting and Majesty's glorious coat of snow fur emerging. Thick crystal-like mane replacing my long dark curls, powerful pointy claws replacing my slender fingers and toes, large paws in place of my slender hands.

The transition was fast. Our transition was always fast, faster than anyone our age since our first shift.

And in a matter of seconds, Majesty's powerful paws came in contact with the earth beneath us.

Her blue eyes filled with rage and vengeance, her aura powerful as she stared with a fierce killing intent at the moderate sized, black rogue wolf.

Dyson's wolf was moderately sized and black. His red eyes were filled with scheming evil and envy as his gaze fixed on Majesty.

How pathetic for a gamma werewolf as himself to now be a rogue...

Well, his treasonous heart led to him loosing his title and earning his banishment. And that treasonous heart would also lead to his demise today...

Majesty let out a loud ferocious howl and charged forward, aiming to attack. And Dyson's wolf also charged...

'Attack but be safe.' I commanded the warriors through the mind link I had created before we left Mooncrest's territory.

Loud snarling, howling and pawing was heard. And the battle already began. The entire forest of Alsernia, shook with the intensity of the fight.

Majesty narrowed her eyes just as Dyson's black wolf lunge forward, aiming to attack her side with a single strike of his right paw, his teeth baring viciously. But we already saw his aim.

She drifted to the side with an incredible speed, leaning downwards as she did and giving a powerful slash at his underbelly with her left paw, her claws drawing blood as she retracted her paw, using the opportunity to hurl him against a nearby tree trunk.

The black wolf let out a shrill, pain-filled howl, as his body came in contact with the earth in a loud thud. He was bleeding profusely from Majesty's clean strike at his underbelly and it was clear he wouldn't last longer or survive another of her attack if he doesn't retreat soon.

Majesty's strike had been aimed to kill...

Because once their leader (who was stronger than them) was killed, the rogues are bound to flee, except they were determined to meet the same fate.

Howling in excitement of our approaching victory, she charged towards him again.

However, we met a resistance this time. And from behind.