Chapter 24
Kali
“Never mind,” I mutter, waving Fury off.
He dips his head in a short bow before turning away, his footsteps fading into the dark hallway, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I exhale sharply and open the book he brought, forcing myself to focus on the words, but the letters blur together.
Frustrated, I sink onto the cold floor, flipping through the pages and trying again. But no matter how hard I try, my mind stubbornly refuses to cooperate.
Instead, it spins with questions.
Who was Jack’s first mate?
What did she look like? Did she reject him? Or did he reject her?
And more importantly… where is she now?
Is she still alive… Or dead?
But most of all–why did he accept her rejection when he refuses to accept mine? Did he love her?
A sharp pang tightens in my chest, something bitter, ugly, and unwanted churning in my stomach.
Jealousy.
I scowl at the very thought, gripping the book so tightly my knuckles turn white before I hurl it across the cage with a frustrated growl. The hardcover slams against the metal bars with a sharp thud before falling to the floor.
Dragging a hand through my hair, I curse myself for wasting time thinking about Jack or his first mate. It’s none of my damn business.
“Now isn’t the time to be jealous,” my wolf murmurs in my head, her voice calm yet firm. “It doesn’t matter who she was. He’s ours forever. We just have to accept him.”
I huff in annoyance. “Nothing-” I stand and begin pacing the small space, my nails digging into my palms. “Nothing will ever make me accept an asshole who locked us in here like a fucking rat.”
My wolf sighs, as if I’m the one being difficult. “I think Fury is right. Mate doesn’t want to hurt us. If he did, he wouldn’t have let us leave before,” she
presses.
I roll my eyes. “Are you forgetting he sent Fury after us?”
“And he knows we wouldn’t have given a damn if he had killed Fury because of us and moved on with our lives,” she retorts.
I pause, narrowing my eyes. “Swear to me you don’t feel anything at the thought of Fury dying.”
Silence stretches between us before my wolf exhales.
“There’s something about him I can’t explain,” she admits. “It’s like… he was meant to be by our side.”
I inhale sharply because–fuck. I feel it too.
There’s something about Fury I can’t quite put into words. A strange pull–not romantic like the mate bond, but something deeper, something significant. It’s as if he’s meant to be part of my life. And the fact that my wolf senses it too only makes it more confusing.
Which leaves only one conclusion.
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“We need to remember,” I say softly, sinking back to the ground, partly defeated. “If we can understand where we came from, maybe we can make sense of what’s happening.”
“But how?” my wolf asks, frustration lacing her voice. “We’ve hit a dead end.”
Silence.
Then, her voice drops to a whisper.
“What if we kiss him again?”
I roll my eyes. I knew she’d say that. “Absolutely not.”
“But why? Last time we kissed, we remembered something,” she reminds me. “Maybe this time, we’ll see something else–something that will lead us to the truth. If we try again, we might find another piece of the puzzle.”
Thesitate, pressing my lips together.
It’s not a completely insane idea.
But how the hell am I supposed to kiss Jack–especially after he locked me in here heartlessly? He doesn’t deserve my lips… and I still can’t believe he was my first kiss.
Before I can argue further, the faint sound of footsteps catches my attention.
I tense, expecting Fury. “Stop coming here before Jack sniffs out your scent and rips your head off,” I warn.
No response.
My brows furrow.
Something feels… off.
A cold prickle crawls down my spine, and I slowly turn toward the bars-
Only to go completely still.
A woman stands before the cage, but she’s not just any woman.
She has Jack’s silver eyes. The resemblance is uncanny. She’s like a female version of him–same piercing gaze, same sharp, powerful features. Even the way she holds herself, with quiet, lethal confidence, reminds me of him.
If Jack were a woman, this is exactly what he would look like.
don’t realise I’m staring until she tilts her head, a smirk tugging at her lips.
“So, Fury dares to visit his Alpha’s mate without permission?” She muses, tapping a finger against her chin. “That’s suspicious… and very unlike him.”
Her silver eyes gleam with amusement.
“I wonder what Jack will do when he finds out?” She continues, voice light but edged with cruelty. “I doubt Fury will see the next day.”
My stomach knots, but I keep my face blank. She’s testing me–looking for a reaction. I won’t give her one.
Instead, I fold my arms and ask flatly, “Why are you here?”
She hums, studying me like I’m some strange new creature. “I heard rumors,” she says, taking a slow step closer. “Whispers about a woman who dared to drag the most dangerous Alpha–after the Alpha King, of course–around like a ragdoll when it should have been the opposite.” Her lips curl, silver eyes flashing with something unreadable. “Naturally, I had to see if such a woman truly existed.”
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I stare at her, momentarily at a loss for words.
The way she says it…
Like the entire pack is losing its mind over what I did.
I stay silent, refusing to take the bait.
Instead, I shift tactics. “And you are?”
She clicks her tongue, as if the answer is obvious. “Duh. I’m Alpha Jack’s sister.” A smirk pulls at her lips as she gestures to herself. “My name is ”
Her voice fades into the background as my mind races. Jack’s sister.
Which means-
She’s just as dangerous as him. Just as ruthless.
I need to be careful.
“Well, now that you’ve seen me,” I say coolly, “you can leave. I’d like to get back to my book.”
“Oh, you’re definitely his mate,” she says, eyes gleaming. “That’s the only explanation for why you’re still alive.”
I don’t respond.
She takes another step closer but avoids touching the silver bars, lowering her voice. “No one else would have been spared after humiliating Jack the way you did. He threw you in here, sure, but that was just to silence everyone while he deals with the consequences.”
Something flickers in my chest, but I don’t acknowledge it.
“His pride is on the line,” she continues. “This pack–these bastards–they’re all questioning his authority. Because a woman dared-”
She stops, shaking her head.
I don’t need her to finish the sentence.
This pack treats women like nothing. Like disposable objects, useful only for breeding or serving. The fact that I, a mere woman, dragged Jack from the territory to the mating room, unintentionally asserting dominance, must be driving them insane.
I wonder what would’ve happened if I had spoken to him cruelly in front of his pack.
They must be losing their fucking minds.
+ picture them now–Alphas, Betas, warriors–fuming, spitting, demanding answers. And if Jack told them I was his mate? I’m sure most of them know by
now.
I lift a brow, feigning boredom. “Why are you here again?”
Her lips twitch. “I’m here to get you out.”
I blink.
“What?”
“Aren’t you hungry?” she asks smoothly, stepping back. “Or would you rather sit on that filthy floor all night?”
As if on cue, my stomach betrays me with a loud growl.
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Igrit my teeth.
She smirks.
But instead of answering, I narrow my eyes. “And Jack won’t punish you for this?”
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Her smirk deepens. “Don’t tell me you actually care about what my brother thinks. Especially when you dragged him through the mud without a second thought.”
press my lips together.
She laughs. “Jack can’t hurt his twin sister. He loves me.”
I freeze.
Twin sister? Of course. How did I not see it before?
My stomach growls again and she cackles this time, pulling out a key and twirling it between her fingers.
Then–click.
The door swings open.
I don’t move at first, half–expecting a trick.
But when I take my first step out, a rush of air fills my lungs. The scent of damp stone and silver fades under the intoxicating scent of freedom.
For the first time since Jack threw me in here, my muscles relax.
“Come on,” she says, already walking ahead. “I know how to sneak you out without anyone seeing.”
I hesitate before following.
She turns, her expression softer than before. “Jack and I used to play hide and seek here when we were kids.” A sad smile tugs at her lips.
I consider saying something.
But it’s not my business.
So, I focus on the feeling of walking freely again. Yet, as we move through the shadows, my mind drifts back to Jack.
How is he handling the pack?
Are they turning on him?
And why… why does the thought of that make me angry?
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