The Night Wolf novel Chapter 58

"Why are you asking me something you already know the answer to? My mate is dead."

Ben nodded. "Your mate is dead and your girlfriend is pregnant."

Hunter raised his brows. "What?"

"I think it's time you mark Triple, the pack needs a Luna."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Of course the pack can't go on without its Lu-"

"No. What do you mean by my girlfriend is pregnant?"

Hunter was sure that his girlfriend was Triple, but he still had to be sure

"Did you not know?"

Hunter instead of answering, rushed out of his room, ignoring his father. He was going to be a father, and it wasn't even his mate that was carrying his child. Not to forget his mate had been marked by some other male. Hunter wondered if it was the guy from the painting. He was going to find her and asks her why.

Hunter was angry. Angry at her and angry at himself. Why did he have to reject her to let her mate with someone else. Why would she let someone else mark her, just because he didn't want her didn't mean that she could just let anyone mark her.

Hunter stopped, then he turned around. If she can let someone else mark her, then he could do that too. And he will.

Hunter went the opposite way, where he could smell Triple.

Hunter thought that he could accept the fact that Willow was marked, but the next day when he had stepped in, he could smell her vanilla and almond scent mixed with something else, someone else. Lucas which had been silent since yesterday, was on the verge of jumping out and ripping throats. Hunter knew it was because he had smelled her. Her scent which smelled nothing like what he had smelled at the party just a day before.

Hunter could feel everyone's gazes on him, as if they already knew about Willow. Hunter stalked forward, leaving Triple behind. He could smell her tainted scent and charged towards it.

He found himself standing before the bathroom.

"I know you won't be changing your mind, but-" Hunter growled after banging the door open, cutting Melody off.

Willow gasped as Rowan punched Hunter. Again. And again.

Willow wanted to clutch over her heart and ask how. How does Rowan still look graceful while bashing on someone's face. Anger was evident on Rowan's face as he pushed his hair back, off his forehead.

"How dare you touch my mate?" Rowan's voice came out low but deep. Every word he said felt so menacing that even Willow felt a shiver run up her spine.

As Rowan was about to land another punch, Hunter, as if snapping out of whatever spell that he was under, grabbed onto Rowan's fist and twisted it. Rowan pulled his hand back, Hunter using this time to get off the floor, that he was lying in.

Hunter, now on his feet, punched Rowan, which he dodged, then Hunter scratched-like the pussy that he is-at Rowan, on his chest.

No one dared to stop them.

Willow's eyes widened, at times like these, it made her regret that she didn't join the karate classes that she should have had long ago. Then she would have stepped in and landed a roundhouse kick on Hunter's abdomen. Call her a hypocrite, but she'd still support Rowan, though it was Hunter with a broken nose and gashes on his lips with a black eye to top it off. She would support Rowan, unless he cheats on her, then someone is going to lose a nose and hair, yes, Rowan would get a Voldemort makeover.

Hunter doubled over when Rowan kneed him in the stomach, while in that position, he pulled at Rowan's thigh, making Rowan lose his balance and fall back. Hunter then landed a punch square on Rowan's jaw.