Chapter 8

KAELION POV

It didn't come as a surprise that Seliora was still not convinced her father murdered Misha and ravaged my pack.

The incident scene was still so fresh in memory like a wound that has refused to heal. Each detail, from the sight of Misha's lifeless body on the ground to the blood of some of my pack members splashed all over the wooden floor continues to linger in my mind.

I still remember how I rushed towards Misha and held her cold bloody hands while thinking who would do such a cruel thing and also how I promised her dead body I would take revenge on whoever did this to her.

No matter what I did and how much I tried to take this scene off my head, I couldn't.

“I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth,” Seliora said, staring at me with so much anger in her eyes.

I could tell she would do anything to hurt me in that moment but I didn't mind, I only cared that I was finally able to fulfil my promise to Misha.

That was all that mattered to me.

“Hey,” I called out to one of the pack maids. “Take her to one of the rooms and get her something to eat.”

“No!” Seliora stated, charging towards me. “I don't want your food or anything that has to do with you.”

It impressed me to see that she still had so much energy from the long day she had just had.

“This attitude is going to get you nowhere. I am feeding you because I need you alive not because I bloody care about you,” I replied to her, placing down the wine glass.

I then signalled to one of my men who was standing right by the door.

“Take her away!” I demanded.

As I watched Seliora being taken away, I stared at Misha’s picture on the wall. I had expected to feel better after finally getting my revenge but I felt nothing but emptiness.

Misha was the first and only woman I ever loved. A part of me constantly blamed myself for leaving her at the pack house the very day she was murdered.

“Kaelion,” I heard a voice say, snapping me out of my thoughts. “You are thinking about Misha again, aren't you?”

“I can't stop thinking about her no matter how much I

Try not to,” I mumbled, slowly looking back at Jackson.

Jackson was my beta and my best friend. We were both out together on a pack meeting on the day the attack on the pack happened.

“We finally got revenge for her and the pack, Kaelion. I know it might be hard now but it will get easier,” Jackson uttered confidently, picking up a glass and also pouring himself a drink.

“Cheers to the end of the ember fang pack,” I said, raising my glass before clinking it with Jackson’s.

As we both gulped the drink, I noticed a familiar look on Jackson’s face and knew exactly what it meant.

He had something to say to me.

“Tell me what it is,” I demanded, placing the empty cup on the table.

“The red-headed girl,” Jackson muttered, his voice filled with concern. “You should not have brought her here. I have heard some stories about that girl's bravery, Kaelion.”

“I have it all under control, do not worry about it,” I stated, patting Jackson on the shoulders.

I then recalled it was time to address the pack members and assure them they didn't have to worry about attacks on us from now on since they had all been living under fear since the attack.

“We should go now,” I said to Jackson who didn't seem convinced about what I had just said. I watched as he reluctantly nodded his head and placed the wine glass on the table.

Afterwards, we both walked out of the house and made our way to the backyard where the meeting was taking place.

“Long live Alpha Kaelion,” The pack members chanted happily as I walked towards them. It has been quite a while since I saw any of them smile and this made me happy.

“Thank you, everyone,” I stated with a smile, standing in front of them while Jackson stood behind me. “Today we ended the pack that ravaged our pack weeks ago, we burnt down their house and did the exact thing they did to us. This is for our brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, cousins, and mates who got injured and killed in the attack.”

“Yes!” The crowd screamed in unison.

“From now on there will be no more attacks on us. No packs would dare to try it after what we did today, I have organised some drinks and food for you all to celebrate. Drink and eat all you want,” I added, looking back at the pack chefs who had started to set up.

The crowd cheered in unison once again and all dispersed while I stood and watched them quietly.

“You aren't staying, are you?” Claire said, walking towards me with a smile.

She was Misha’s favourite cousin who somehow survived the attack with only a few injuries.

“I need to get some sleep, I had a long day,” I responded, walking away from her.

“Staying alone in your room all the time would only make the pain worse. You should stay and spend some time with the pack members,” She insisted, waking behind me but I was not in the mood to party.

I just wanted to be left alone.

“Go join the party and have some fun,” I muttered, trying to get her off my back but she continued to follow me and walked into the house with me.

“Please,” Claire mumbled but as I tried to look back to talk to her, I noticed one of my men rushing towards me.

“What is it?” I asked in a firm tone.

“The..red..headed girl,” He replied. “I was told by one of the pack maids who tried to take some food to her that she was not in her room.”

“That sneaky bitch,” I thought to myself looking back at Claire who stared at me blankly.