Werewolf and 34 Summary
In this intense chapter, Dallas reflects on Daxton’s anguished scream, which resonates deeply within him, symbolizing their shared pain and hopelessness. When Daxton embraces Dallas, they find a moment of solace amidst the chaos, supported by Darius, who offers comfort and protection. However, their peace is quickly interrupted by a knock on the door, revealing that they must confront a furious Alpha waiting downstairs. Dallas steels herself for the impending confrontation, urging Daxton to maintain his composure as they prepare to unveil the truth of a long-buried past.
As they descend the stairs, Dallas chooses her uniform deliberately, signaling her authority and determination. Joined by her Mates, they present a united front, ready to face the challenges ahead. Jesper confirms that everyone is present for the meeting, and Dallas feels a growing anticipation as they prepare to confront Alpha Randolph of the Snow Moon Pack, a figure she views as arrogant and insufferable. The atmosphere is charged with tension as she asserts her authority, determined to make the truth known.
The confrontation escalates as Dallas questions Beta Robert about the night he marked Sage, revealing layers of deception and manipulation. As she presses for answers, the room fills with disbelief and confusion, particularly from Alpha Randolph and Beta Robert, who struggle to comprehend the implications of her accusations. Dallas skillfully navigates the dialogue, hinting at deeper betrayals and forcing everyone to confront uncomfortable truths about Sage’s actions and the events that transpired.
The tension culminates when Dallas directly questions Daxton about the night in question, unleashing a wave of anger that electrifies the room. As the truth begins to unravel, the characters are faced with the reality of their pasts, and the emotional stakes rise dramatically. This chapter captures a moment of reckoning, where long-held secrets and grievances come to light, setting the stage for a confrontation that could change everything for Dallas, Daxton, and their allies.
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**Radiating Anger**
**Dallas’ Point of View**
The sound of Daxton’s anguished scream, a raw and desperate “No,” is a haunting echo that I never wish to hear again. It pierces through the air like a sharp knife, filled with so much pain and hopelessness that it feels as if it has shattered my very heart into a thousand pieces.
As soon as he lays eyes on me, he pulls me into his arms, and in that instant, I feel a wave of calm wash over both Charna and myself. His embrace is a sanctuary, a safe haven amidst the turmoil. Darius settles beside us, his hand gently caressing my lower back, while the other rests protectively on Daxton’s head, as if to shield him from the world’s harshness.
We linger in this cocoon of comfort, allowing the warmth of our bond to seep into our bones. But our moment of solace is abruptly shattered by a sharp knock on the door, pulling us back to the harsh reality outside. Darius rises to answer it, his expression shifting to one of concern.
“Joshua’s back from his errand, and we’ve got a furious Alpha waiting downstairs,” Jesper’s voice carries through the door, and I know, without a doubt, that we must confront this situation head-on, and swiftly.
“We’ll be down shortly, Jesper,” I call out, my voice steady despite the turmoil brewing inside me. I hear him retreating, the soft thud of his footsteps fading away, leaving us in a momentary silence filled with tension.
“Daxton, listen to me,” I say, my gaze locking onto his. “I need you to keep your composure when we go downstairs. Today, you will have your chance for revenge, and at long last, everyone will understand the truth of what transpired twenty-eight years ago.”
His eyes reflect a mixture of understanding and determination, and before I can say another word, he pulls me close, capturing my lips in a fervent kiss that leaves me breathless. In that moment, the thought of facing the angry Alpha becomes a distant worry, overshadowed by our connection.
After a quick shower, we dress for the impending confrontation. I choose my uniform deliberately, a statement of authority and resolve.
As I step out of the room, both of my Mates whistle appreciatively, their admiration evident. I take their hands, intertwining our fingers as we descend the stairs together.
“Let’s see who notices our united front first,” I say playfully, lifting our joined hands, a symbol of our bond and strength.
“Jesper, is everyone present?” I inquire through the mind-link, trusting him to execute the plan I have meticulously crafted for this meeting. I can count on him to ensure that all necessary players are accounted for.
“I’m on my way with our last guest,” he replies, and I pause momentarily, wanting to give him the time needed to settle everyone before we make our grand entrance. I can feel the anticipation building within me, knowing that two individuals in that room will soon come face-to-face with the undeniable truth.
“Damn it, Preston! I demand an answer, and I want it now!” An irate voice booms, and as we step into the living room, I see an Alpha with his back turned to us. Instinctively, I know who he is.
Alpha Randolph of the Snow Moon Pack—an arrogant figure, and in my experience, the epitome of an Asshole. His reputation precedes him, and it’s a testament to his insufferable attitude.
“Alpha Randolph, I summoned you here for a reason. You know better than to defy me, but I will gladly remind you of that fact,” I declare, leaning slightly toward Daxton, who instinctively shifts his hand from mine to my back, a protective gesture that sends a thrill of strength through me.
As Alpha Randolph turns, I notice a woman beside him, her expression one of shock. But I refuse to allow anyone the luxury of time to process what’s happening.
“Jesper, ensure that no one leaves this room,” I command, my voice firm. “Joshua, make sure this is all recorded for the Elders.” In mere seconds, my Squad members seal off the main living room, creating a barrier that isolates us from the outside world.
“Beta Robert, tell me what you remember about the night you mated and marked Sage,” I ask, my focus unwavering, sensing Daxton’s tension beside me as he grasps the gravity of the situation unfolding.
“Fine,” Robert responds begrudgingly, but I see the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. “I’ll answer that myself; you don’t remember a damn thing about that night.” My words hang in the air, and I can see the shock wash over his face. “You are not Sage’s first victim, but you were her last. Though I suspect you were never meant to be her target; she was after your Alpha.”
Both Alpha Randolph and Beta Robert turn to Sage, their expressions a mix of disbelief and confusion, as if grappling with the implications of my accusation.
“Beta Robert, did Sage ever explain why she was hesitant to return to the Silver Eclipse Pack?” I press, not because I know the answer, but because I want to see if he can connect the dots.
“At first, she was tight-lipped about it, but eventually, she confided that someone here tried to rape and forcibly mark her. She still refuses to tell me who it was, only that he was a Lycan,” Robert replies, his voice tinged with frustration.
“Alpha Randolph, if Beta Robert wanted to subdue his Mate, would he possess the strength to do so?” I pose my next question, my gaze fixed on Sage, eager to gauge her reaction.
“Of course, Robert is strong enough to subdue his Mate. She is a woman and untrained,” he asserts confidently, but Sage’s unwavering demeanor betrays the tension simmering beneath the surface.
I scan the room, searching for any sign that someone else might grasp the implications of my line of questioning, but their confusion persists. “If a Lycan intends to rape and forcibly mark a She-wolf, at least two Lycans would be required to restrain him. Yet Sage wants us to believe she fought off a Lycan without a single bruise or a shred of torn clothing,” I state, my voice steady as Pablo begins playing the footage from her interview with the former Alpha and Gamma.
Finally, I see a flicker of fear cross Sage’s face, and I know I’m just getting started. We’ve edited the video to showcase close-ups of her neck, arms, and clothing, a visual testament that she wasn’t attacked.
“Doc, how long would it take Sage to recover from her injuries if she had been assaulted?” I inquire, deliberately omitting the type of Shifter involved, knowing that his answer will remain unbiased.
“At least a day for bruises to fade completely, possibly two days if they are in sensitive areas like the neck, wrists, or thighs. Broken bones or sprains can take several days, and flesh wounds would require similar time,” he replies, his tone clinical.
Murmurs ripple through the room as Sage attempts to hide behind her Mate, but he pushes her away with a look of disgust, stepping aside to distance himself from her.
I’m not finished with Sage yet; I want Beta Robert to fully grasp the betrayal she has inflicted upon him. There’s one final question I need to ask, a question that will catch everyone off guard.
“Daxton, what do you remember about the night you allegedly attempted to rape and forcibly mark Sage?” I ask, and I can feel the waves of anger radiating from him.
The tension in the room thickens, the air charged with anticipation as the truth begins to unravel.
Conclusion
As the truth begins to surface, the emotional weight of the moment hangs heavily in the air, a palpable tension that binds us all. Daxton stands resolute, his fury simmering just beneath the surface, yet I can sense a flicker of hope igniting within him. This confrontation is not just about revenge; it is about reclaiming his narrative, about transforming anguish into strength. The faces around us shift from disbelief to realization, and with each revelation, the bonds of our unity grow stronger. I can feel the warmth of my Mates beside me, their unwavering support fortifying my resolve as we stand together against the tide of lies that has threatened to engulf us for far too long.
In this pivotal moment, the emotional arc of our journey converges, revealing the power of truth amidst the chaos. The confrontation with Alpha Randolph and Sage is not merely a battle for justice; it is a testament to our resilience, a declaration of our right to exist without the shadows of the past haunting us. As the final pieces of the puzzle click into place, I realize that we are not just fighting for Daxton’s freedom, but for our future together. The air crackles with the promise of change, and as I look into Daxton’s eyes, I see not just anger but a fierce determination to reclaim his life. Together, we will face whatever comes next, united as a force to be reckoned with, ready to carve out our destiny from the ashes of betrayal.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
As the confrontation escalates, the stakes have never been higher for Dallas, Daxton, and their allies. In the next chapter, readers can expect the tension to reach a fever pitch as Dallas continues to unravel the web of deceit surrounding Sage and the accusations that have haunted Daxton for years. With the truth hanging precariously in the balance, every word spoken could tip the scales of justice, and the implications of their revelations will reverberate throughout the pack. Will Dallas’s meticulous plan hold up against the fury of Alpha Randolph and the shocking secrets that Sage has buried deep within her?
Moreover, the emotional dynamics among the characters will deepen, particularly as Daxton grapples with the weight of the accusations against him. Expect to see raw vulnerability as he confronts his past and the pain inflicted upon him by those he once trusted. The bonds between Dallas, Daxton, and Charna will be tested in ways they never anticipated, pushing them to rely on each other more than ever. As alliances shift and hidden agendas come to light, the chapter promises unexpected twists that will keep readers on the edge of their seats, eager to discover who will emerge victorious in this battle for truth and redemption.
As the chapter unfolds, the atmosphere will be charged with a mix of anger, betrayal, and the desperate need for vindication. The revelation of long-buried secrets will not only challenge the characters’ perceptions of loyalty and trust but also set the stage for a confrontation that could change the fate of the pack forever. Will Dallas’s fierce determination be enough to expose the truth, or will the shadows of the past continue to loom over them? The answers await, and the anticipation is palpable as the next chapter promises to deliver a whirlwind of emotions and shocking revelations.
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.
