Sebastian's POV
What?
It took me a minute to process everything Thorne had just said and in that moment liquid hot anger welled up inside me.
The bastard!
It was him, wasn't it? I should have known. That bastard son of a bitch had a hand in Mother's death.
My knuckles ached from clenching my fists and my wolf was threatening to burst forth in a fit of rage but I struggled to keep him under control.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked my Beta but I knew he wouldn't have told me if he wasn't a hundred percent certain.
Sure enough, he had that scornful look on his face, the one he reserved for when we were dealing with rogues or traitors.
"I'm positive sir. I just found out from our sources that he was behind the entire rogue attack."
My wolf became restless inside me, wanting out so he could tear Derek Heathrow from limb to limb but I knew I had to calm myself. That wouldn't be the brightest decision to make.
I would have to find the best way to deal with him. He would pay. Of course he would pay. And I would make sure that he wouldn't be able to recognise himself once the Lycan King was done with him.
He had crossed many lines by trying to compete with me for deals in the human world as though we were equals and now this…? This was just beyond forgivable.
He was responsible for taking away the one person that I cared about and was the reason for my constant nightmares.
I thought of Susanna. He was also responsible for putting her in this state. She had lost her wolf and was now very vulnerable.
That was probably why she wanted my help; to get revenge. Perhaps that would be the best way to take my revenge. Yes, she would know the best and most gruesome way to deal with her ex mate and husband.
But can she be trusted?
She was after all the enemy, having been married to the bastard for years. It could all well be a trap. A smooth move to get at me again. Could I possibly trust her?
Even as the question popped up in my mind, I knew that there was no way I could doubt her. My wolf was protesting that I even had such a thought.
"Didn't you just save her from her Psycho ex-husband? That could surely not have been acted out." My wolf snarled at me.
I turned back to re-enter the guest room.
"Alpha?" Thorne called out.
"Follow me," I said, letting myself into the room. She was sitting upright on the bed and she looked up from the book she had just picked up from the dresser.
She sat upright, probably wondering what I was doing back here so soon. Her eyes swept over Thorne briefly and then settled back on my face.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked without any preamble.
She looked startled but she knew what I was talking about as she answered my question immediately.
"I was the Luna of the Darkwood Pack until very recently. I can tell you secrets about the pack and about Derek that most pack members don't even know. This can give you an advantage and help you defeat him. I know he has been a nuisance to your pack since he started gaining power."
That was damn right. The idiot had suddenly forgotten his place, challenging the Lycan king.
"You're willing to give those secrets away? Just like that? After you worked so hard to strengthen him and make him wealthy?" Thorne's voice came from behind me.
Susanna gave him that sweeping glance again and then turned to me, staring at me dead straight in the eye with those ice blue eyes.
"I want my revenge against Derek Heathrow." She said firmly and I believed her immediately.
"He took advantage of me and played me for a fool. I want him to suffer, along with that traitor that I thought was my friend." She spat out.
Her expression was venomous as though she had swallowed something bitter.
I immediately felt additional anger to the one I already felt. The bastard was also responsible for putting her in this state. She had lost her wolf and could not return to her pack. I was resolved to get him. Even if it is the last thing I do.
"So what's your plan?" I asked.
She sat up and began to brief us on a very clever plan of breaking into the Darkmoon pack and destroying everything Derek had built.
I had to give it to her. She wasn't just beautiful but she was clever as well. It was no wonder Derek had risen so much since she had been by his side.
The doctor came in and requested to check on her and Thorne and I stepped out of the room after assuring her that we would discuss more later on.
"Alpha, we can use this opportunity to get revenge on Derek."
"You think I don't know that, Thorne?" I drawled in annoyance as we made our way to my study.
"Of course you do sir but think about this, we have been looking for a way to get back at him, not to mention now that we know that he was behind the whole rogue attack."
We got into the study and I sat down behind my desk as he went on.
"We can combine the plans we already have of invading their pack, using the information that their former Luna has given us to our advantage. That way, you can avenge your mother's death and she will get her revenge as well."
I was all for the plan. Derek Heathrow had done enough, and it was time for him to pay. He was responsible for my mother's death and for Trudy's disappearance.
And look at what he had done to someone who had stayed by his side and helped him to increase in strength and wealth over the years. This part of it all was what riled up my wolf the most.
"He must pay," Helz growled out.
And he would, I resolved. All I needed to do now was to find the right time to attack.
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