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It makes sense, but it’s definitely bad news. The only way a monster from those depths could set foot beyond the forest would be because the rituals weren’t upheld.
“What is he thinking?” I sign, not believing it.
“I do not know,” she admits. “But he does not believe there is a threat.”
This is not what I expected. It’s practically the opposite.
But that doesn’t mean it’s a good thing.
“Did he see the footprint?”
She shakes her head. “He believes you saw something that was created by a child’s overactive imagination. He says he has been re-reading the prophecies and he no longer believes there were ever monsters inside The Abyss. It was simply a story created to scare children, to keep them from wandering too far into the forest.”
Alina doesn’t look too impressed as she finishes telling me what he told her. It’s clear that our Alpha exasperated her. Now, I know why, and I can hardly believe it.
Why now, after decades of sticking rigidly to our rituals, would he suddenly decide to stop believing in the reason behind them?
Re-reading the prophecies is a weak excuse.
No Alpha is supposed to change the ritual without consulting with the pack’s elders first and checking that the pack witch can do something to negate any risk a change of ritual could incur.
He is being reckless at best.
“Do you think Adam made that footprint?” I ask.
I can tell by Alina’s expression that she doesn’t, but I know she would have already argued with the Alpha about how much sense his reasoning didn’t make.
He’s made up his mind.
That’s the trouble with Alphas.
Once they make a decision, there’s nothing anyone can do to change their minds.
It makes me so mad. We’re the ones who are going to suffer because he didn’t follow the rules.
“We should start cooking,” Alina signs, reminding me that we have a job to do.
I nod as she opens the cupboard and begins taking out pots and pans.
She taps me on the shoulder once I’ve got my apron on.
“Do not worry about this,” she signs. “Nothing has happened. And it is up to the Alpha to protect us all if anything does happen.”
She’s right, but it doesn’t make me feel any better.
The choice William Masters made without telling anyone might have put his pack in danger, and he’s not willing to face that he might have been wrong.
Everything to do with the Nightshade pack might be his decision, but if he’s not protecting his pack, he’s not doing the job of an Alpha.
I feel tense all morning, my wolf close to the surface and begging to be set free.
The faces of the people I serve breakfast to stay burned in my brain as innocent lives.
None of them know what I know, and all of them should.
I don’t have a way to tell them, and they wouldn’t listen to the girl who can’t listen back, besides.
I’m the reject they despise or pity. The girl who should have been sent to the monsters a long time ago. I’m not their Alpha, or his child who might succeed him. I’m nobody.
