The Alpha's Bride

Chapter 983: Tying up loose ends (2)

Damon looked around the room, and his brows came together when he spotted Lisa.     

'Why are we here?' Damon asked Talia through their mind link.     

'Don't tell me you forgot about Lisa.'     

It's not that he had forgotten about Lisa, but he didn't want to think about her.     

Seeing that Damon didn't say anything, Talia spoke again, 'We know that she refused to cooperate with rogues. No one deserves to suffer in an abusive relationship. And also, I was hoping that coming here would bring us to Tristan. He should have valuable information.'     

Damon didn't want to waste time on Lisa but getting his hands on Tristan was something he would consider worthwhile.     

"Damon!" Lisa cried when she identified one of two figures which appeared out of thin air. She didn't recognize Talia because her hair was silver, and she paused at the sight of Damon's black eyes, but she didn't think much of it. That was definitely Damon. "Get me out of here. I will do anything."     

"You will?" Talia asked, and Lisa's eyes widened as she took a better look at Talia's face. Silver eyes were different, but the rest was familiar.     

Memories of Talia suppressing her on the town square of Darkbourne resurfaced, and Lisa quickly bowed her head. "Please. I know I did wrong. I will do anything. Just… take me with you. I don't want to stay here."     

"Who are you?" Janine hissed while patting her dress down. She looked at Talia with a scrutinizing frown, and her eyes flashed in delight when she spotted Damon. She gave him a look over, and she cleared her throat before asking seductively, "How did you get here, stranger?"     

Talia saw red.     

"Ahh!" Janine cried when Talia's aura pressed on her, and Janine fell to her knees.     

"Your friend?" Talia asked Lisa.     

Lisa sneered. "She is the bitch who is sleeping with my mate."     

"Do you want revenge? Beat her up. I will hold her down." Talia offered.     

Lisa wanted to say yes, but she backtracked. Beating up Janine won't achieve anything. Lisa's anger was with Tristan and with the Moon Goddess for giving her such a bad mate. And with Stephanie for abandoning her.     

Lisa spent her teenage years with her aunt, and she seldom asked for anything from Stephanie. Lisa told Stephanie that her mate was bad news and that she wanted out, but Stephanie rejected her and left her in this hell. What kind of a mother does that?     

"I just want to leave," Lisa said. "When I'm far enough, I will break the bond, and she can have him."     

'Do you believe she changed?' Talia asked Damon through their mind link.     

'I believe that she wants out,' Damon responded.     

"Is Tristan here?" Talia asked.     

Lisa nodded. "Tristan and three more are in the living room. They are his henchmen, but I don't think they would risk their lives for him."     

"You bitch!" Janine hissed from the floor. She tried to shift into her wolf form, but it was not working. What the hell?     

Lisa ignored Janine. She was focused on Talia now. "I… I was the one who told them you were going to the Blue River pack with Damon. Mom asked me to tell them more and..."     

"I know," Talia interrupted Lisa's next words.         

"I'm sorry for that and everything else. If you give me a chance, I will make it up to you. I know things about Tristan and his group and…"     

"No need," Talia refused. "There is nothing you can do to fix the past. But I want you out of my future."     

Lisa's face fell. "What do you mean?"     

Talia looked at Damon, silently telling him to take over.     

"Let's talk about this later," Damon said. "I want a word with Tristan." Damon pinched Talia's chin and pecked her lips. "Wait for me here, kitten."     

"Alright," Talia responded.     

Talia turned to look at Janine.     

'How is she different from normal she-wolves?' Talia asked Liseli.     

'Her wolf is feral. That gives her a nasty temper, and she has no loyalty or compassion. She thinks only about her own needs.'     

Wolves are social creatures and being part of a pack gives them purpose and direction. Without it, their wolf will turn feral, and that was a road without going back. That was why werewolves were terrified of being exiled from their packs. Most of the packs wouldn't take in exiled werewolves, and if they don't find a new home soon, their wolf will turn feral. Only rogues would accept such a wolf, and that was another type of hell.     

Talia turned to Lisa. "You said she sleeps with your mate. You suffered a lot."     

Lisa lowered her head in embarrassment. "Can we not talk about it?"     

"We don't need to talk about it. However, bottling up grievances will cause you mental scars. You need to let it out."     

"There is no point in crying or screaming. No one listens." Actually, it would just get her into trouble. "What will happen to me now?"     

"It will depend on Damon," Talia responded. "If it's up to me, I would send you to a shelter in the Blue River pack."     

Lisa frowned. "You think I should go to a shelter?"     

"Another option is for you to go to your aunt in the Lightclaw pack, but I believe that everyone knows what you and your mother did. If you go to your aunt, people won't look at you kindly, assuming that your aunt wants to take you in. I know that shelter sounds bad, but it's a place where people go to start over. You can learn new skills and become independent."     

The commotion was heard from the outside, and Damon entered the room while dragging bloodied Tristan by the collar of his shirt.     

Damon tossed Tristan on the floor, and Janine let out a muffled scream when she saw Tristan's horrid appearance. If not for shallow breathing, he would look dead.     

Talia closed her eyes to confirm that other than the four people in the room, there was no one else alive in the apartment.     

"We will take this guy for questioning," Damon said, and he turned to Talia. "Can you take us back, or should I call someone to pick us up?"     

Talia was not sure if she could do it, but she didn't want to get close to Lisa or that rogue. "How about you call Caden to send someone, and I will extract information from this guy? Lisa will need a ride."     ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴovelFɪre.net

Damon nodded in agreement and got his phone.     

Talia turned to Lisa. "Are you serious about cutting your ties with this guy?" Lisa nodded without delay. "I recommend you break the bond now. Otherwise, you will feel his pain."     

"I, Lisa of the Dark Howlers pack, reject you, Tristan, as my mate… ugh…" Lisa bent and fell to her knees while clutching her stomach.         

"Accept her rejection," Talia said sternly. Her Alpha command shook Tristan's mind.     

"I… Tristan… Accept your… rejection…" He said with difficulty and then his mouth opened in a silent scream.     

"Ahh!" Lisa cried, and she opened her eyes when she realized that the pain had stopped faster than it came. The silvery light surrounding her matched the color of Talia's hair and eyes, and Lisa bowed her head. "Thank you, Luna."     

Talia approved of Lisa's attitude.