Chapter 4

Devon's POV

I carried Avery in my arms as I took her with me into my room and headed straight to the bathroom. 

"My Lord, please…"

"Shhhh." I said gently as I placed her on the marble counter in the bathroom as I looked around for the first aid kit. "I didn't expect them to be so cruel here in Silverwood."

I placed the first aid box beside her and took her hand which she tried to pull away but I held her tightly. "I can't let you do this my lord. I'm just a servant here and it is nothing you should worry about." She said with sincerity and fear in her voice.

"You could be more than that." I said as I brushed the strand of hair from her face and she looked at me confused. 

"What do you mean by that, my lord?" She asked but I didn't say anything. I just took her hand and applied the ointments I found there to her wound. I wondered why she hadn't been healed by now but her healing process seems to be really slow. 

"You just got your wolf." I said to her and she nodded in affirmation, still wondering how I figured out. "Your wolf is soft and gentle." 

I didn't want to say the word weak because her wolf was obviously weak, not being able to heal them together.

My fingers moved gently across the wound on her palm. As she told me she just got her wolf, I wondered if she already found her mate but I didn't say a word and just kept on cleaning and tending to the wound. 

"Have you found your mate?" I finally asked. "Since you just got your wolf and your senses are still sharp enough to recognize your mate quickly."

"I have." She said and I don't know why, my heart sank for a few seconds. "But I'll rather not talk about it." The unspoken pain in her eyes and the dull look on her face made the answer obvious. She was rejected by her mate. 

Who is such a fool to reject her, seeing how beautiful she is despite being in old clothes. I don't know if she was originally clumsy but that might have added to her clumsiness or it was the reason she was out by the river. 

As strands of hair fell across her face, I softly brushed them aside and she looked up at me gently. 

"You could be more than you are now, Avery." I said and she looked at me with innocence. "You're beautiful and any man would want you for his mate."

A hue of pink formed on her cheeks as she moved away from my touch and slipped to stand on her feet.

 "Thank you very much Alpha Devon. Thank you for your time." She bowed before she hurriedly rushed out of the room and I could not help but run my fingers through my hair. 

"I want her." I heard my wolf and I nodded gently. "I want her too."

Left alone, my thoughts swirled with concern for Avery. Just by what I'd seen during dinner, I knew she was being bullied and even the slightest thing she did, she started to cry. 

Just as I paced around my room as I pulled off my shirt, I heard a knock on the door and Asher walked in with a file in his hand.

 "We have some details about her now, my alpha. Not much but it is enough to know a few things about her." Asher said as he handed me the file and I took it from him immediately. 

"Make sure you keep an eye on her while we stay here too, starting tonight. I want to see how she is being treated by the alpha's son and his woman." I said and he nodded. 

I sat on the sofa as I pulled the file open but just then, another knock interrupted me and I looked up to see Asher go to get it. A miad walked in with a cart which had a tray of covered plates on them. 

As soon as her gaze fell on me, I could see her blush and it irritated me.

 "Lady Stella asked me to bring this dinner for Alpha Devon since he didn't have much of his dinner before leaving." She said to Asher who looked at me. 

"Please send Alpha's greetings to the lady for her kind gesture." Asher said as he took the cart from her and hurried her out of the room, also noticing the way she was looking at me. 

I ignored everything else and started scanning through the file to see what they had found about her. Everyone in the pack calls her a rogue and she had been an outcast right since she was younger. 

Her scent completely contradicted what I just read. Her scent wasn't wild and rebellious like those associated with rogues. 

Her scent was like that of the softest and kindest wolf you would ever meet and I was confused with how they saw rogues to how I did. 

"Are you sure this is correct?" I asked Asher and he nodded affirmatively that everything I just read was correct and none of it was wrong. "Is this how all packs behave? Just labeling innocent wolves as rogues?"

"It is rumored that her parents too were well known rogues before they were killed so it most probably might be true that she came from the lineage of rogues." Asher said and that only angered me more. "There is probably more to her story and this is just what they all thought."

"This is absurd. I want to see Lucien tonight and talk about her with him." I said as I stood up, picking my shirt and Asher followed me gently as I walked towards the main hall where Lucien was sitting with Stella in his arms and Avery cleaning a spilled juice, which angered me.

"Oohh, Alpha Devon. Is there anything I can help you with?" He asked and I nodded my head affirmatively. 

"Ooh yes there is. I will be leaving your pack with a package." I said with my arms folded across my chest.

"And what is that alpha?"

"Avery."