Alpha Beowulf finally broke the silence that reigned upon them after Aceco’s request.
With a weary sigh escaping his lips, "It seems," he nodded. "...that we have no choice but to return."
Before anyone could agree, Aceco spoke up. "No," she said, startling them all with her unexpected defiance. "You will not all return. Not all of you."
Confusion clouded Rhett’s vision. Why wouldn’t Aceco want them all to come back? Wasn’t she the one who only just made a request from them now?
The fey was ever so mysterious.
Darius as the impulsive one that he was scoffed. "What do you mean, ’not all of us’?" he barked. "Does that mean I have to come back here again?"
Huh?
Did Aceco mention ’him’ coming back?
Darius’s bravado could be irritating at times. Nah. It WAS upsetting Rhett.
"No, Darius," Aceco replied, her gaze on them unwavering. "You will not be coming back either."
Ouch. Another punch in Darius’s ego.
Then, she did something even more unexpected. She pointed a slender finger directly at Rhett.
"It will be you, Rhett," she declared, her voice echoing in the space. "You will return, and you will bring the items I requested."
Rhett’s jaw dropped.
Him?
Why him?
He was just a Gamma, a low-ranking member of the pack compared to the Alpha and Beta. Won’t the Alpha and Beta feel offended?
As much as Rhett wasn’t a fan of Beowulf’s rule, he wouldn’t want anything that would cause confusion about his loyalty to his reign. The tradition was for all the wolves to be loyal to their Alpha.
And that, he was. He’d do anything for it to remain that way.
Before he could voice his confusion, Darius erupted in protest. "That’s absurd!" he bellowed. "He’s just a Gamma! I, the Beta, should be the one to come back or better, the Alpha himself."
It wasn’t that Darius was such a fan of Aceco, but his ego wouldn’t let him agree that Rhett was wanted and he – was not.
The Alpha placed a calming hand on Darius’ shoulder. "I agree, Darius," he said with a measured tone. "However, Aceco seems to have a specific reason for wanting Rhett to return."
Despite the Alpha’s attempt at understanding, Aceco remained resolute. "If it is not Rhett," she stated firmly, "then it is no one. Choose wisely."
With that final pronouncement, she closed her eyes and ensued a meditative posture, effectively shutting down any further discussion.
The message was clear: her decision was final.
Rhett sincerely hoped her wish would be granted. It was them who needed her help even though Aceco was obligated to help since the wolves got into this trouble because of the fey in the first place.
All the more reason why he had to investigate Liam’s words thoroughly before letting any of them get out.
The Alpha, recognizing the stalemate, released a heavy sigh. "It seems we have no choice," he muttered, his eyes meeting Rhett’s. "Rhett, you will return with the requested items as Aceco has instructed."
Rhett nodded his affirmation.
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