"What do you an?" Helena asked, looking at Roo confused.
"Rember when you said that you went to the Warrior Academy and I went to the Alpha Training Camp?" he asked Helena.
She nodded slowly.
Traditionally, all Alpha heirs went through training when they hit seventeen. At that age, their positions as Alpha Heir were more or less secured.
They went to learn how to manage their packs and fight.
It was also where they learned the traditions and history of their people.
"When we’re in our final years, we’re tasked with engaging in minor missions," Roo explained. "And one of the missions I had to lead was one against the Dark Ridge pack."
Helena looked at Roo, she could see a look of regret hovering on the surface.
"What happened?" Helena dared to ask.
"It was supposed to be a simple mission," he explained as he held her close. "Alphas in training were not asked to engage in any fights. We were just there to warn the Alpha, but my temper got the best of ."
Helena knew just how bad Roo’s temper got when they were younger. It was sothing she was happy to have heard he managed to control later on.
"The Alpha was hurting his pack mbers, particularly the she-wolves," Roo said as his voice broke. "We were sent to warn him that he was breaking the law, that the council would co for him."
"What did he do?" Helena asked as she looked up at Roo. "I know you wouldn’t have flown of the handle for no apparent reason."
Roo shook his head.
"We were just watching, he didn’t know we were there already," Roo said. "Then he dragged a young she-wolf to the center of their plaza, right outside of the pack house. She rejected his son, refused the Alpha Heir’s demands to make her his mistress."
"The Alpha Heir was not in training with you?" Helena asked Roo, curious if he knew the man.
"No," Roo sighed. "He was supposed to join the next year, he was a year older than you."
Helena nodded while letting Roo continue his story.
"I lost control. All I could think of was what if that was you or Rae?" he said, his hands shaking. "I chaged through the woods and demanded he let the she-wolf go."
"What happened?" Helena asked as she drew circles on his arm.
"He laughed, the Alpha laughed and called a pubecent wolf that wouldn’t be able to hold a candle to him," Roo hissed. "I got angry. I told him why we were there, and he ignored us. I didn’t know what to do, Helena."
"So what did you do?" Helena asked.
He looked up and closed his eyes.
Letting out a breath, he rested his chin on Helena’s head.
"I challenged him," Roo confessed. "I was twenty, and I challenged a full-grown Alpha."
Roo and Helena were both silent.
No one dared to speak.
Roo was lost in his thoughts while Helena was waiting for him to tell her more.
"It’s funny how the day I lost control was also the day I was branded our generation’s strongest Alpha," Roo laughed at the thought.
"You won," Helena said.
There was no way he had lost.
Had Roo lost she wouldn’t be in his arms right now.
An Alpha challenge was to the death or till submission, by the sound of it, the Alpha of Dark Ridge Pack was not the kind to accept submission.
"I won," Roo nodded. "The Alpha refused to submit, and I killed him. His Beta and Gamma and so of the ranked wolves attacked, and the Alphas I was with retaliated."
An Alpha Challenge was sacred.
Its results were honored by everyone, and to challenge it’s results was to spit on the Moon Goddess’ will.
"What happened to the pack?" Helena asked.
Roo’s aura lightened.
"A hundred thrity three mbers join Blackmoon that day," Roo said. "That’s one of the reason why there are so many pack mbers you don’t know."
"Yeah, like this pack wasn’t big when I left," Helena grumbled and Roo simply laughed in response.
"We have over two thousand mbers now," he told Helena.
"Two thousand?" Helena asked as he stepped back and looked at him.
"Stonehill has what, another thousand?" Roo asked her.
"One Thousand Three hundred more or less," Helena shrugged.
"We are the biggest threat to every pack in the world. Combined we are probably the biggest pack," Roo explained. "People either want to ally with us or they see us as a threat."
"That’s why you think they’re lying, cause you killed the Dark Ridge’s Alpha," Helena said. "What happened to his son?"
Roo shrugged in response.
"I have no idea," he admitted. "We were too young to care to tie up loose ends."
"If he survived, I bet he thinks he has the right to be called Alpha," Helena pointed out. "And he might be the one sending his Beta."
"He would be soone with motivation to attack, yes," Roo said, nodding.
"Do you think it could be him?" Helena asked.
"We have many enemies, Helena," Roo reminded her. "Those that know my history would use him to bring up the shadows of the past, to make us fear my mistakes."
"So it’s soone who at least knows about Dark Ridge," Helena said.
"We need to be vigilant, but we should also look into this," Roo said with a sigh.
"What was his na, the Alpha Heir?" Helena asked.
Roo closed his eyes as he tried to rember.
"It was Mark Darkridge," he said. "But I doubt that’s the na he would go by now."
"I’ll ask the friends I’ve made over the years, maybe they can help," Helena said as she thought of what she could do to make sure that a vengeful forr Alpha Heir wasn’t using innocent rogues.
"And will you still try to visit the commune?" Roo asked.
"You already know the answer to that question Roo," Helena said marching out of the interrogation room with Roo chasing after her.
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