Chapter 47. His Story

[Rosco’s POV]

I sit with Denali, who gently squeezes my hand, while we take in Charlie. Despite the fact that I was making it clear, I didn’t quite believe that it was him; he was remaining ill-at-ease as if this were simply a normal meeting.

“I know that this may come as a shock.” He finally says while the silence grows thick around us. “But I assure you, I had my reasons for allowing not only you but the rest of the world to believe that I was actually deceased.”

He had his reasons. What reason could there possibly be for my future beta to fake his own death and make it look like it was done by the enemy? Was he crazy, or was this all some fucking ploy to trick me?

“And what was that?” I ask slowly, trying to stop myself from wavering. “Why on earth would you possibly think that it was a good idea to make everyone believe you were dead? And was it all your doing, or was there someone trying to get rid of you?”

“That,” he begins, his face finally dr