Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother
Chapter 259: _ Rosa’s Secrets II

Chapter 259: _ Rosa’s Secrets II

I continued for effect. "And that thing with the pigs on your father’s estate? You think that was some kind of witch’s work? No, María José. That was them. Rosa and her lover."

Her face went pale, and her hands began to shake slightly as she set the mug down on the counter. "That’s a lie," she muttered, almost to herself. "That’s not true. The traces of dark magic proved that it was the work of a witch."

"Maybe you’re right. Maybe it was a witch. But what if it was done by Rosa and her lover? What if they were the ones who butchered those pigs? What if they’ve been using magic to cover their tracks? What if Rosa’s lover is a witch? What if your exemplary sister, the gem of the pack, is the one breaking the number one rule, associating with other supernaturals and even dating one of them?"

I watched as her face drained of color, her lips trembling as she tried to form a coherent thought. "No," she gasped, shaking her head vigorously.

"That’s not possible. Everyone knows there’s a strict law. From the treaty, it’s said that the other supernaturals... They can’t just... they can’t cross into our territory without permission. And why would Rosa—why would she do that?"

I watched her entire body stiffen, her breath hitching in her throat as the weight of the truth—or what I’d just presented as the truth settled over her like a suffocating blanket. Her face was drained of color. She blinked rapidly, her eyes glossy.

But for real, I spoke of nothing but the truth. The better part was that she hadn’t even heard the best part yet.

"You’re lying," she whispered again, this time with less conviction.

I stood up once again, my chair scraping across the tile floor with an unnerving screech. She flinched, but I was already moving toward her, my presence pressing down on her like the very air was thickening. The space between us shrank, and I could feel the rapid thrum of her heartbeat.

"You’re scared of the truth, María José. But you need to hear this, whether you like it or not. Your sister, Rosa, has been killing people. She and her lover have killed more than just pigs. Your father once had a lover. Of course, he was discreet about it. Guess what your psychopathic sister did when she found out? She murdered her. It wasn’t just a simple kill. Her lover used a person as a sacrifice, as a medium to suppress someone else’s wolf."

Hold on a second... even I hadn’t thought about this before. I could remember watching them from atop a tree, reveling in the entertainment as they committed themselves to pure evil.

Such was my vibe, so you must understand why I was invested. That was three years ago. They spoke of suppressing someone’s wolf with the blood of a concubine.

Now that I thought about it, what if that someone was María José?

It could be, and it might not be. However, I was 75% sure it was. Anyway, there was no use confirming anything. I just needed to fill her up with enough information to sharpen her resolve.

Thus, I placed a hand on her shoulder. "What if, María José, what if that someone whose wolf was suppressed two years ago was you? After all, you are the only wolfless person in the pack."

She pressed a hand to her throat, her eyes bulged. "What? You’re lying! Why would they do that? What gain of Rosa is it if I lose my wolf?"

"Isn’t it obvious? Some dark magic could tell them who Axel’s mate is, and they need Axel for their big plan. You have no idea how ambitious your sister is and the lengths she could go to achieve her goals."

María José was probably having the most heart-wrenching moment of her life. She was wheezing now, hands fisting her hair as if that would send the revelation away.

Only two words were escaping her lips. "Why? But... why?"

"You would have to ask your sister to know that." I clicked my fingers before I drifted away from the main point. "If you’d like to know, there’s more. You see, anyone who finds out their secret dies."

María’s Jose’s reddened eyes popped open even harder.

"Your sister and her lover have a base deep in the forest, hidden away, where no one can find them. But if anyone does, if anyone stumbles too close to the truth, they’re dead. People who found out what they were doing have increased all through the years and have died mysterious deaths. Rosa’s been hiding her secret for years, and if anyone ever gets too close, she won’t hesitate to silence them. Just like she did with the boys who died recently. The guards. The ones who were found dead at your father’s estate. That was her. That was Rosa and her lover, covering their tracks."

Well, that was me, but why not let Rosa take the fall? It’s not like she was any different. She’s committed just as many crimes as I have.

This way, they could all discard their "witch" hunt and let me be at peace. I would finally be able to move around freely, stealing forms and enjoying life.

Her face crumpled heavily. "No... no, you’re wrong. It can’t be her. I..."

Her voice broke, and her knees began to shake as if the very foundation of her world was crumbling around her. Tears started to pool in her eyes, and she clenched her fists to her chest, holding on as if doing so might somehow keep everything from shattering.

You see, even though she’s been hurt by her sister, María José loved her still. That much was obvious. This what what I loved to see: María José crying, broken, pitiful, so that I could fix her.

I would fix her.

I wasn’t sure where to begin with my fixing, but how about this?

"You’re telling me," I groaned softly, moving closer, "that your big sister killed your friends? And you’re still standing here, crying for her?"

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. The weight of the truth was too much. She looked like she might collapse any second. Her whole body trembled as her mind tried to make sense of the information I had just shattered her with.

I’d take this as the opportunity for me to properly touch that tender body of hers.

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