CHAPTER 57: TWO CALLUM!

Silas stumbled on a rock lying carelessly on the floor and he groaned lowly in pain as his back hit the ground.

A tired sigh left his lips as he adjusted himself on the ground and sat like he was waiting for someone or something.

" Damn!" He muttered relaying what he heard some hours ago in his head.

" Even the devil, your master wouldn't believe what you say. You like it or not, everyone, every pack and every single werewolf would know you aren't the real and true Alpha of Bluemoon. You killed your own_"

The Luna's word played in his head again for the uptempth time.

Even though she hadn't completed what she was saying, he already knew what would end her words.

Wymond had killed Ryker, his first brother, the real Alpha of their pack to ascend his place in a dubious way.

He raised his hand and smacked his head when he realized something.

" How foolish have I been." He thought.

The handwriting was clearly written on the wall since a long time but he had been too blind to see it, he ha